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One time, this chick whispered, “Relax, king,”—I’m like, “Ovo tingz, I’m good!” Laughed my ass off, tho, ‘cause she slipped—oil everywhere, floor was a trap. Little known fact: some spots use hot stones, fam—feels like lava, but sexy lava, ya dig? I’m extra, so I’m thinkin’, “This the 6ix God treatment?” Shit’s therapeutic, but don’t sleep—some parlors sketchy, overpromisin’ “happy ends.” Pissed me off once, false vibes, ugh.

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Our friend, Magdi, one of the masseurs from the horse camp, invited me and my dad's girlfriend, to a trip to Nagyvarad more exactly to a.

So, I grab my tools and head out. First stop, the market on Strada Republicii. It’s always buzzing, ya know? I’m just tryna get some wood for a project. But the moment I step in, I see this old dude, like, yelling at a vendor. I mean, c’mon, it’s just tomatoes! Chill, man! But nah, he’s all worked up. I’m like, “Dude, it’s not the end of the world!”

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