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But—ugh—some parlors? Shady as fuck. Once got a “masseuse”—dude, she stank of cigs, hands like sandpaper. Wanted to scream, “Adapt or perish!”—straight outta the movie. Ruined my vibe—hated it. Shoulda sniffed her out first, Clarice—my bad. Lesson learned: check reviews, ya dummy!

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After that, I needed to cool off. I walked down to the Belcesti River. It’s so peaceful there, with the water flowing and the trees swaying. I took a deep breath, trying to let the anger wash away. But then, I saw a group of teenagers jumping into the river. I mean, it’s not exactly the cleanest water, but they were having the time of their lives! I couldn’t help but laugh.