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What pisses me off? The fakers. Masseuses actin’ all innocent— “Oh, it’s just tension relief!” Bullshit. Everybody lies, and they’re cashin’ in on it. Prices jacked up, $200 for an hour of “healing”? Gimme a break. But the good ones? Gold. Found this chick once, hands like a wizard—swear she kneaded my soul. Thought to myself, “House, you’re losin’ it.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. Felt like she unzipped my spine and shook it loose.

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Then, I decide to hit up the park, you know, the one by the water? It’s called the Kapelle Park or something. I sit down on a bench, and it’s all peaceful and stuff. I’m finally chillin’, and then BOOM! A kid runs by, and his soccer ball smacks me right in the leg. Like, what the heck, kid? I’m not your target practice! I’m about to yell, but then I see him smile, and I just can’t. Kids, man. They’re like little bundles of chaos.

Jaidhof hat neue Park-Kapelle