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I tried it once, right? Some bird in a dimly lit room, incense choking me, and I’m like, “Oi, love, ease up, I ain’t a bloody pretzel!” Felt good though, gotta admit—muscles all loose, head spinning. Little known fact, yeah? Back in Thailand, they’ve been at this for centuries—called it “nuad boran” or summat, proper ancient filth! Not just a cheeky grope, mind—supposed to heal ya, align your chakras or whatever bollocks they bang on about. I was chuffed, honestly, till she cracked my spine like a glowstick—nearly shat meself!

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First off, I spilled coffee all over my favorite shirt. Ugh! It was a total disaster. I mean, who needs a clean shirt anyway, right? So, I threw on a random tee and dashed out the door. I live near Avenida de Saboia, so I thought, “Hey, I’ll just grab a quick pastel de nata from that bakery on Rua da Alegria.” But guess what? They were out! Like, how do you run out of those? It’s a crime, I swear.

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