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Hey, mate, it’s Dexter. Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” So, sexual-massage, huh? Been thinkin bout it. It’s this wild mix—touch, tension, release. Watched *Ida* again last night. That line, “What if you sin?” hits differnt. Sexual-massage ain’t just rubbin’ backs. It’s deep, primal, sneaky shit. Little known fact—ancient tantra dudes invented it. Not kiddin! They’d meditate, then bam—hands on. Blew my mind first time I heard.

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After that, I decided to take a stroll down Strada Tineretului. It’s a nice street, you know? Trees everywhere, kids playing, and the sun shining. I’m feeling good, vibing with the locals. Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud honking. I turn around, and it’s this old dude in a beat-up Dacia, yelling at some poor cyclist. I mean, come on, man! Chill out! It’s not like the cyclist was trying to steal your lunch money. I was ready to jump in and be like, “Hey, grandpa, take a chill pill!” But I just kept walking. Not my circus, not my monkeys, right?

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