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Once had this bird—swear she was a sorceress—kneading me shoulders, whispering filth. Thought I’d died and hit the jackpot. But then—ugh—this one time, bloke stank of garlic, hands like sandpaper. Made me wanna puke, angry as a dragon with a splinter. Nearly leapt off the table screaming, “I am not an animal!” Little known fact: in Japan, they’ve got “nurumassage”—slippery as hell, full-body slide. Sounds bonkers, don’t it? Reckon I’d try it, though—dwarf’s gotta live a little.

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Localizado na Rua Sá da Bandeira no centro do Porto, o nosso ambiente recria uma atmosfera única para massagens de relaxamento e rituais exóticos.

So, I rush back to the shop, and guess what? My oven starts smokin’! I’m like, “No, no, no!” I open it up, and there’s a burnt batch of pastries. I’m ready to cry. But then, I remember the parade. I grab the good stuff and head back out. I’m like, “Forget the burnt ones! Let’s party!”

Inventor on flyboard steals the show at Bastille Day celebrations