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Ain’t all roses tho—sometimes you get a masseuse who don’t know shit. Hands like sandpaper, no rhythm, fuckin’ disaster. “You’re not my sister,” I’d say, like in “Fish Tank,” ‘cause it feels wrong, y’know? But when it’s good? Oh man, it’s like floatin’—muscles melt, stress gone, little friend happy. Hella therapeutic, bro, no lie.

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After that, I’m feeling a bit better. I stroll down to the Dobsina Square. It’s a nice spot, you know? The fountain, the old buildings, the vibe. I grab a hot dog from a street vendor. Best decision ever. I mean, who doesn’t love street food?

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