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But, ugh, this one time—total disaster. Dude was sweaty, smelled like old tacos, and I’m like, “Ew, get off me!” Made me so mad I could’ve screamed, “This isn’t Peninsula Cove, you creep!” Total buzzkill. I deserve the best, ya know? Like, my fave movie vibes—quirky, sweet, a lil naughty. Sexual-massage should be that!

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Then, I met up with my buddy, Oleg. We hit up this little food stall near the market. You gotta try the varenyky there. So good! But Oleg, being Oleg, decided to order something weird. He got this spicy dish that looked like it was on fire. I was like, “Dude, you sure you can handle that?” He just laughed and said, “Watch me!” Spoiler alert: he couldn’t handle it. He was sweating bullets!