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So, erotic-massage—proper one’s rare, yeah? Not them dodgy parlors, nah, real deal’s art. Little fact for ya—Ancient Rome, blokes got oiled up by slaves, kinky bastards! Gets me buzzin’, thinking how they’d smirk, “You’re a coward, Robert Ford,” if ya flinched. Love it when they hit that spot—back’s tingling, legs jelly, pure bliss, innit? But fuck me, some numpties dig nails in—hurts like a bitch! Nearly leapt off the table once, screamin’ “What the fuck?!”

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Then, I met this old dude named Stanisław. He was selling smoked fish. He looked like he’d been around since the dinosaurs. He started telling me stories about fishing in the Giewont River. I was like, “Dude, I’m here for the fish, not a history lesson!” But his stories were kinda cool. He said he once caught a trout so big, it could’ve been a small dog. I laughed so hard, I almost choked on my pretzel.

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