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Me? I’d kill for one—figurative, Clarice, relax! Last time, this chick’s hands—magic, swear it. Soft like velvet, but firm—oh, I melted. Felt like Oskar when Eli saves him—safe, but kinda thrilled. “I’m not a girl,” she’d say—ha, same energy! You ever notice how it sneaks up? Starts chill, then bam—tingles everywhere. Gets the blood pumpin’, no lie.

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And the melty movement of the solid bar provides all the feel-good massage pressure to the soft tissues on your boyfriend's (or girlfriend's) back. It's.

So, I hit the streets of Bar, right? First stop, that little café on Hrushevskoho Street. You know the one? The one with the weird art on the walls? Yeah, that place. Grabbed a coffee, and it was like liquid gold. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Oleg. “Meet me at the bar later!” he texts. I’m like, “Sure, why not?”

The Franklin Oyster Bar & Eatery set to open on June 10