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Sometimes it’s awkward—stranger touchin’ ya, y’know? “What’s your game?” I’d mutter, Carlos-style. But then—bam!—relaxation hits, muscles melt, total bliss. Sarcasm time: “Oh, great, another overpriced backrub!” Still, I’d do it again—Homer ain’t no saint! D’oh! Sexual-massage—slimy, fun, freaky—kinda like eatin’ donuts naked. Try it, buddy—tell me whatcha think!

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Later, I’m chillin’ with the crew at a café on Abay Street. We’re laughin’, talkin’ about the day. I’m still buzzin’ from the adrenaline. But then, I hear this loud crash outside. We all jump up. Turns out, some guy just knocked over a whole cart of shashlik. I mean, c’mon! The poor vendor is freakin’ out. But the crowd? They’re laughin’ their heads off. I can’t help but join in.