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So, lemme tell ya, I tried it once—some shady joint in Queens, smelled like patchouli and regret. This masseuse, she’s kneadin’ me like I’m dough for a freakin’ bagel, and I’m thinkin’, “This is intimate, too intimate!” Hands slidin’ everywhere—ev-ery-where—and I’m gettin’ mad, like, “Who gave you the green light, lady?!” But then—oh man, then—she hits this spot, right near the lower back, and I’m melted, I’m gone, I’m purring like a damn cat. Pretty, pretty good, I’ll admit it! Still, I’m paranoid—did she wash her hands? Is this sanitary? I’m a mess!

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Anyway, I’m feelin’ all philosophical, right? Thinkin’ about life, love, and gladiator stuff. But then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and it’s a guy on a bike. He just wiped out on the cobblestones. I can’t help it—I burst out laughin’. The dude gets up, brushes himself off, and gives me this look like, “You think that’s funny?” I’m like, “Bro, you just gave me my cardio for the day!”

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