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But here’s what pisses me off—some sleazy joints out there givin’ it a bad rap. Dirty tables, sketchy vibes—nah, mate, that ain’t it. A good erotic-massage? It’s art. It’s trust. Takes skill—did ya know in Japan, they got this thing, “nurumassage”? Slippery as hell, seaweed gel, whole body glidin’—fuckin’ blew my mind when I read that. Nearly dropped my phone, like, “What in Gotham’s name?!” Happy as a pig in shit thinkin’ bout it, tho.

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So, I pedal over there, dodging potholes like a pro. Berbesti’s streets are like a minefield. I swear, if I had a leu for every bump, I’d be rich. Finally, I get to the bar. It’s this cozy little spot, all rustic vibes and fairy lights. I walk in, and it’s packed! Everyone’s laughing, music’s blasting. I’m like, “Okay, this is more like it!”

Geomorphological changes and opportunities for land re-use in the Panga pit