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Oh, and the oils— gods, the smells! Some stink like dead fish, others sweet like Highgarden roses. Pick wrong, you’re screwed— reekin’ for days. Pro tip: vet yer masseuse, or it’s a gamble. Once saw a septa sneak off for one— hypocrite! Smirked so hard my face hurt. “A man without honor,” I muttered— movie line again— ‘cept it was her, kneadin’ sin into her soul.

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Erik and I hop on his bike, and we’re zoomin’ down the streets, wind in our hair. I’m laughin’ like a kid. We hit up the old bridge, and I’m like, “This is what life’s about!” But then, I see this old lady walkin’ her dog, and the dog just bolts. I’m talkin’ full-on sprint. The lady’s yellin’, and I’m tryin’ not to laugh, but it’s hilarious.

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