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So, listen, mate – raspy hiss – it’s hands rubbin’, oil drippin’, all sensual-like, yeah? Supposed to relax ya, but me? I’m thinkin’, “Is this allowed, precious?” Some bloke in Thailand told me once, “It’s ancient, mate, been ‘round since emperors got frisky!” True story – them old kings had whole rooms for it, candles flickerin’, girls gigglin’. Made me laugh, picturin’ some fat king goin’, “More oil, peasants!” – raspy cackle.

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Next, I’m feeling adventurous, so I decide to check out the local market on ul. Słowiańska. It’s buzzing with people, and the smell of fresh produce hits me like a brick wall. I grab some strawberries, and they’re so sweet, I could cry. But then, I see this old lady trying to haggle over a cabbage. I mean, come on, it’s just a cabbage! But she’s relentless. I’m standing there, laughing to myself, thinking, “This is the real Stargard experience.”

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