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Oh, and the music—soft crap, like waves in Nemo’s reef. Kinda dope, tho, sets the mood. Personal quirk? I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s hands are gold, marry her!” Total chaos in my head, but body’s chill. Sarcasm time—sure, it’s “just a massage,” if ya ignore the steamy vibes! Respect my authoritah, try it, losers—it’s the tits!

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After the workshop, I step outside for some air. Velyka-Dymerka is buzzing. Kids are playing on the playground near the park, and I can hear laughter. It’s a nice contrast to the earlier chaos. I grab a coffee from that little café on the corner of Shevchenka Street. You know the one? They have the best pastries! I treat myself to a sweet roll. Totally worth it.

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