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Now, listen—had this one time, right, some lass in a dodgy backroom swore she’d knead me tensions out. Tensions? Ha! More like she woke the dragon down south, if ya catch me drift. Made me happy as a pig in shit, but then—bam—price doubled mid-rub! Fumin’, I was—felt like Zhang Ziyi facin’ that smug noble prick. “I am no one’s servant!” I wanted to yell, but nah, just paid up, grumblin’.

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But then, outta nowhere, this kid starts crying. Like, full-on meltdown. I look over, and the poor kid dropped his gelato on the floor. I feel for him, man. I mean, who hasn’t had a gelato disaster? So, I grab a free sample cup and give it to him. His face lights up like it’s Christmas. That made my day, honestly.

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