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I saw this chick once, masseuse, right? In some shady joint—swear it was 2006, post-*New World* vibes hittin’ me hard. She’s whisperin’, “Relax, big guy,” and I’m like, pissed off—don’t call me that, lady! But then… oh Clarice, those hands. Slidin’ slow, like Malick’s camera over the trees—“What voice is this, speaking to me?” I’m hooked, reeled in, gutted like a fish. Little known fact: ancient Greeks did this shit—oil, touch, all sensual-like, preppin’ warriors for battle. Ain’t that nuts? War and sex mashed up, classic.

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Erotic massage with finishing in the mouth from a neighbor, footjob, juicy blowjob. Pampering the clitoris with a gentle toy. Grandma Gerda gets horny while massaging and lets the young .

Later, I head to the pub on Mlynská Street. I need a drink. I sit down, and the bartender, Marek, hands me a beer. I’m like, “Dude, I earned this!” We laugh, and I tell him about the day. He’s cracking up, saying I should write a book.

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