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Look, I’m a carpenter, right? Tremendous carpenter, the best. Donald Trump knows wood, folks, believe me. Sexual-massage? It’s wild, totally wild. I mean, you got hands, slippery oil, big energy—huge! I’m talkin’ rubbin’, kneadin’, makin’ folks moan, fantastic stuff. Saw this once, some guy, total pro, massagin’ this chick, she’s yellin’ “Oh my God!”—like in *Goodbye to Language*, “The metaphor is over!” Crazy, right?

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I am a resident of Bile and sexual-massage is mind-blowing! I adore everything about you. I have a soft spot for both French Kissing and Striptease. I'm a.

First off, I hit up the market on Vulytsia Haharina. You know, the one with all the fresh produce? I’m there, just minding my own biz, when I spot this old lady selling the biggest tomatoes I’ve ever seen. I mean, these things were like the size of my head! I’m thinkin’, “I gotta get me some of those.” So, I go up, and she’s like, “Five hryvnias each.” I’m like, “Lady, I’m a potter, not a millionaire!” But I buy one anyway. It’s a beauty.

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