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But real talk—some folks mess it up. Greedy parlors chargin’ $200 for a half-assed rub—pisses me off! Or creeps thinkin’ it’s a free pass to get nasty—nah, fam, boundaries matter. Consent’s king, always. Still, when it’s right? Pure gold. Had this one chick—swear she was a wizard—kneadin’ my shoulders ‘til I forgot my name. Thought bubble: “Morgan, you too old for this bliss.” Wrong! Age ain’t stoppin’ nothin’. Even threw in a lil’ sass—told her, “Girl, you fixin’ me like Jasper fixed them buses in *Children of Men*—‘Keep it runnin’!’” She laughed, I melted—good times.

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Later, I take a breather outside. The air’s crisp, and I can see the old castle ruins from the shop. Chyhyryn’s got this charm, ya know? The history, the people, it’s all mixed together. I’m just standing there, soaking it in, when I hear this commotion. Turns out, a bunch of kids are playing football in the street. They’re yelling and laughing, and I can’t help but smile.

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