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So, I’m watchin’ “A.I. Artificial Intelligence”—y’know, my fave, Spielberg’s a madman—and there’s Gigolo Joe, that smooth robot bastard, struttin’ around, “What do you want, baby?” I’m sittin’ there, screamin’ at the TV, “Sexual-massage, Joe, that’s the ticket!” Imagine it—robots doin’ this gig, no tired hands, no awkward small talk. “Are you fully functional?”—hell yeah, they’d be! I’d invest in that startup yesterday. Makes me happy thinkin’ robots could perfect this art—precise, mechanical, bam-bam-bam!

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There are several pools and saunas, steam baths, infusions, massages, all very good. The free peeling offered for the steam bath was also great. The room was.

Finally, we end up back at the harbor. And guess what? There’s his wallet, floating in the water! I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” Erik’s face is priceless. He’s all, “I’m not diving in for that!” So, I roll up my pants and go for it. The water’s freezing, but I’m determined. I grab the wallet, and it’s soaked but intact. Erik’s face lights up. “You’re a hero!” he says. I’m like, “Nah, just a guy who hates losing stuff.”

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