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Quirky thought: if I engineered a fish-bot, it’d have sexual-massage mode. Call it “Teslaqua”—meme gold, baby. Dry humor kicks in—fish prolly think we’re the weird ones. “Look at ‘em, no fins, pathetic.” Oh, and the smells—*Spirited Away* bathhouse level stank. “No-Face’d puke,” I reckon. Informative? Sure—fish bang scales to bond. Useful? Uh, don’t try this at home, fam.

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The massage seemed to be a mix of Swedish, deep tissue, and the stretching associated with a Thai massage. We both were touched closer to the “.

Then, I decide to stroll by the Váh River. It’s so pretty there, man. The water’s glistening, and I’m feelin’ all zen. But then, outta nowhere, this group of tourists shows up. They’re loud, taking selfies, and blocking the whole path. I’m like, “Yo, move it or lose it!” But they just keep posing. I mean, c’mon, it’s not the Eiffel Tower! It’s just a river!

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