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So, I’m thinkin’, what’s the deal with it? Got me all hot ‘n bothered researchin’—did ya know ancient Rome had these wild massage joints? Rich dudes gettin’ oiled up by pros, no shame, just livin’. Blows my mind! Makes me wanna yell, “Where’s my toga, dammit?!” Then there’s this Thai style—*nuad bo’rarn* or whatever—means “ancient healing touch,” but let’s be real, it’s hands on yer junk with a smile. Sneaky devils, I’m jealous! Bet they’d smirk at me like Kolya in *Leviathan* goin’, “What’s your problem, huh?”

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I get there, and she’s late. Classic. I’m pacing around, checking my watch, and this random guy starts chatting me up. He’s like, “You waiting for someone?” I’m like, “Yeah, my sister. She’s always late.” He laughs and says, “Sisters, man. They’re the worst!”