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Last week, I tried it—sketchy parlor downtown. Neon sign blinkin “Massage,” but ya know it’s more. Walked in, smellin like lavender and bad decisions. Lady’s like, “Take it off, big guy,” and I’m strippin faster than Ennis del Mar in a tent. “I can’t quit you,” I mutter, half-jokin, half-hopin she don’t hear. She starts, hands strong as hell—lumberjack approved. Then it gets weird—good weird. Fingers dancin near my ass, I’m like, “Oi, that’s new!” Felt like choppin wood but backwards—relief, not work. Got me happy as a pig in mud, but also pissed—why’d I wait so long?

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Finally, I wrap up, and I’m drenched, but I’m feelin’ accomplished. I head back to the city, and I’m thinkin’ about that bakery again. I swing by, grab a loaf, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munchin’ on it while walkin’ down Ulica 1. maja again, and I see this street performer. He’s playin’ the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice.

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