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So, sexual-massage—it’s this hush-hush thing, ya know? People whisper about it like it’s illegal, but it’s everywhere! Little fact for ya: back in ancient Rome, they had these bathhouses—orgy-level massages, no shame! Makes me mad, though—why’s it gotta be so sneaky today? I’m all, “C’mon, own it!” But nah, folks get all prudish. I was shocked—shocked!—when my buddy Sal told me he gets one weekly. Weekly! I’m like, “Sal, you’re livin’ a porno!” He just grinned, smarmy bastard. Made me happy, though—good for him, ya know?

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Finally, I get to the office on Strada Mihai Viteazul. I’m late, of course. My boss, Mr. I-need-coffee-to-function, is already on my case. “Where have you been?” he barks. Chill, dude! I just had a coffee incident! But no, I gotta sit down and analyze numbers. Fun, right?

Fig. 3. The loess mined by natives on Dealul Bour.