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Lemme spill some tea – did ya know ancient Greeks were *wild* for this? Called it “anatripsis,” fancy, huh? Rubbin’ down athletes, all oiled up, post-fight. Bet they didn’t giggle like me – HAHA! I’d be laughin’, slippin’ on oil, makin’ a mess. Gets me hyped, tho – the power in them hands! Once saw a bloke charge £200 for a “tantric special.” Two hours, mate! TWO! I was like, “What’s he doin’, buildin’ a house?” Made me mad – greedy git – but also, respect. Hustle’s real.

So, we hit up a café on Rákos-patak utca. I’m sittin’ there, tryin’ to look all tough, but inside, I’m just a big ol’ softie. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna just chill with a coffee and watch the world go by? But nah, I’m on high alert. Suddenly, I spot a group of rowdy teens. They’re laughin’, shoutin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.”