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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, sittin’ you down with that deep, wise narrator voice, talkin’ ‘bout sexual-massage like it’s some sacred art from the streets of *City of God*. Picture this: hands glidin’ over skin, tension meltin’ like butter, and you’re thinkin’, “Man, this is some next-level shit.” I seen a lotta things, but sexual-massage? It’s got soul, it’s got grit—like Rocket tryna snap that perfect shot in the favela, dodgin’ chaos just to feel alive.

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The exchange rate had plunged to over 1 million rials during the Persian New Year, Nowruz, as currency shops closed and only informal trading.

Later, I decide to take a break. I stroll down Via Roma, and it’s packed. I see this cute little café, and I’m like, “I need coffee.” So, I grab an espresso, and it’s like magic. I’m feeling alive again! But then, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m just sipping my coffee, trying not to eavesdrop, but it’s hard. They’re going at it about…wait for it…who left the lights on. Really?

Iran is nervous – good!