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Oi mate, ‘ello there! *trips over nothing* Sexual-massage, eh? Wot a thing! *wiggles eyebrows, nearly falls* Me, Mr. Bean, loves a good rub-down. Not like them fancy spas, nah! *mumbles* Too posh, too pricey. This one time, right, got meself a sexual-massage. *giggles, flails arms* Oh blimey, felt like Jesse James! “There’s a nervousness to him,” like in me fave flick—*The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*. That slow, tense vibe? Same as waitin’ for the masseuse! *rubs hands, smirks*

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So, I’m still recovering from the feline ambush when I see this old babushka selling пиріжки (that’s pastries, for ya). I’m like, “Heck yeah, I need some carbs!” I grab one, and it’s the best thing ever. Flaky, warm, and stuffed with potatoes. I swear, I could’ve kissed her. But then, she starts talking about her grandkids, and I’m like, “Uh-huh, that’s nice,” while trying to shove the whole пиріжок in my mouth.

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