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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell y’all ‘bout this erotic-massage mess! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout how folks be rubbin’ and tuggin’ in ways that’d make a preacher blush—ooh, Lawd! Now, I ain’t no stranger to a good massage, but erotic-massage? That’s a whole ‘nother beast, honey! I seen it down in Hawaii once—yep, me, Madea, sippin’ a lil’ somethin’ tropical, watchin’ these hands get freaky. This one gal, she told me—quiet-like, mind you—that back in ancient times, them Hawaiian kahunas used it for healin’. Ain’t that a trip? Healin’ with a happy endin’—Halleluyer!

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First off, the sun was blazing. Like, seriously, I thought I was gonna melt into a puddle. Oleshky’s heat can be brutal, especially in the summer. I’m sweating like a sinner in church, and the first customer walks in. It’s this old dude, probably been around since the Soviet days. He orders a shot of horilka, and I’m like, “You sure you wanna start that early?” But hey, who am I to judge?

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