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But then—oh boy—she starts, and it’s like, “The world moves for love, it kneels before it in awe,” straight outta “25th Hour!” I’m losin’ it, happy as a pig in mud! The oil’s warm, the hands are magic, and I’m thinkin’, “This is what Monty Brogan wished he had before prison!” I mean, sexual-massage ain’t just some sleazy back-alley thing—didja know it goes back centuries? Ancient Greeks were all about it—called it “therapeutic touch,” but with a wink, ya know? They’d rub ya down with olive oil, and boom, stress gone, libido up! Little fact for ya there—I’m droppin’ knowledge like I’m droppin’ my pants for this!

Salon de Masaj Mereni

Anyway, I get to my workshop, and it’s a mess. Tools everywhere, wood shavings all over the floor. I’m like, “What happened here?” Turns out, my buddy Ion was “helping” me out. Helped himself to my lunch too. I was so mad! I mean, who eats my last piece of mamaliga? That’s just rude, man!

African swine fever at farm with 65,000 pigs in Anenii Noi