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So, sexual-massage – it’s the bee’s knees, innit? Been around since the ‘60s, maybe longer, who knows? Little factoid for ya – them ancient Greeks were mad for it, called it “anatripsis,” rubbin’ bods to get the juices flowin’. Makes me happy as a clam, thinkin’ bout them toga-wearin’ cats gettin’ frisky with olive oil – far out! But what gets me riled up? When some square says it’s all dodgy – nah, mate, it’s therapy with a twist, keeps the pipes from rustin’, if ya catch my drift!

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After that, I decide to hit up the local market on the Markt. It’s buzzing! Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that good stuff. I grab some strawberries, and they’re so sweet! But then, I see this old lady trying to haggle. She’s like, “I’ll give you two euros for that!” The vendor’s just laughing. I mean, come on, lady, it’s not a garage sale!

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