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So, I’m picturin’ it—some dimly lit room, oil everywhere, slippery as hell. You’re lyin’ there, like, “Am I relaxed or aroused? Both? Neither?” It’s confusin’! I’d be a wreck—neurotic mess, me, Larry freakin’ David! I’d yell, “Too much pressure! Not enough pressure!” The masseuse’d hate me. But that’s the gig—sexual-massage walks this tightrope, y’know? Little known fact: back in ancient China, they called it “yin-yang touch”—balancin’ energies or whatever. Sounds fancy, but it’s still hands on your junk!

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First off, I hit up the local market on Shevchenka Street. You know, the one with all the babushkas sellin’ their homemade jams and pickles? I’m tellin’ ya, those ladies could sell ice to an Eskimo. I grab some of that cherry jam, right? Best stuff ever. But then, outta nowhere, this stray dog starts followin’ me. Like, dude, I’m not your owner! I’m just tryin’ to get my breakfast here!

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