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Oh, and the oils – some smell like pine, reminds me of taiga. Happy as hell then. Personal quirk? I hum old war songs while they knead. Weird, I know. Disorderly? Hell yeah, life’s chaos, massage ain’t perfect either. Knots pop, you grunt, it’s war on stiffness. “Living’s no picnic,” film says – but this? Close enough. Try it, tovarisch – beats a cold shower!

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After the rain stops, I head back outside. The streets are glistening, and everything smells fresh. I walk down Strada Tineretului, and I see this street performer playing the accordion. He’s got a crowd, and everyone’s clapping. I join in, feeling the rhythm. It’s a good vibe, you know?

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