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I dug into it, ‘cause I’m thorough, not ‘cause I care. Some say it’s “healin’,” releases tension, blah blah. Bull. You know what heals? Whiskey and a good steak. Not some stranger’s paws kneadin’ your junk. Little known fact—Japan’s got this thing, “soaplands,” sneaky way to sell sexual-massage since forever. Clever bastards, hidin’ it behind bubbles. Made me laugh, then mad—why’s everything gotta be so damn slippery?

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As I walked, I bumped into this old guy. He was sitting on a bench, feeding pigeons. We started chatting, and he told me stories about Kakhovka back in the day. Like, how it was a bustling hub during the Soviet era. I was all ears. His eyes lit up when he talked about the old cinema on Shevchenka Street. Apparently, it was the place to be. I could see the nostalgia in his eyes.

Aftermath of the Kakhovka Dam Collapse