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So, erotic-massage, man, it’s wild. Ain’t just a rubdown, naw! It’s them hands gettin’ frisky, hittin’ spots ya didn’t know existed. I was like, “Well, tarnation!” First time I heard ‘bout it, some fella in a shady joint told me, “It’s legal, kinda.” Made me madder’n a wet hen – why’s it so hush-hush? But then, I tried it, y’all! Happier’n a pig in mud! Them oils, that slow touch – oof, takes ya to Montmartre in yer head, like Amélie skippin’ stones.

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After the meeting, I’m feeling a bit better. I head out to grab lunch on the corner of Haharina and Shevchenka. I find this little food truck selling varenyky. I mean, who can resist that? I get a plate, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m sitting there, just enjoying life, when I see a bunch of kids playing football in the park. They’re having a blast, and I can’t help but smile.

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