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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m a biochemist, sure, but today I’m Larry the Cable Guy – Git-R-Done! Talkin’ ‘bout sexual-massage, hell yeah! Ain’t no lab coat gonna stop me from spillin’ the beans on this one. Picture this: hands slidin’, oils drippin’, tension meltin’ like butter on a hot skillet. Makes me happier than a pig in mud! Now, I love me some “Son of Saul” – that flick’s dark, gritty, hits ya like a freight train. “I’m not a healer,” Saul’d say, but sexual-massage? That’s healin’ in my book!

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, László. He’s like, “Dude, let’s hit up that new burger joint on Kálvária utca!” I’m like, “Yes! Food fixes everything!” So, I rush over there, and let me tell you, those burgers are life-changing. I’m talking juicy, dripping with sauce, and the fries? Don’t even get me started.