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Me? I’d be lyin’ there, like, “Don’t waste my time, motherfucker!”—‘cause bad massages piss me off! You know, when they half-ass it? Fuck that! But a good one? Oh, man, it’s like “centuries come and go,” and I’m floatin’, happy as shit, muscles singin’. Last time I got one, chick had hands like fuckin’ magic—thought I’d melt into the table. Surprised me, too, ‘cause I ain’t easy to please, motherfucker!

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I finally get to my workshop on ul. Wrzosowa. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with wood shavings and the smell of fresh oak. I love it. But today, my tools decided to play hide and seek. I’m searching everywhere for my favorite chisel. I swear, it’s like they have a mind of their own. I’m digging through piles of wood, getting more frustrated by the minute.

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