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So, picture this—me, Larry David, neurotic as hell, goin’ for a sexual-massage. I walk in, and I’m like, “What’s this gonna be? Some kinda ‘25th Hour’ situation?” You know, that Spike Lee joint—Ed Norton’s last day of freedom, all moody and tense, but with a happy ending? That’s the vibe I’m hopin’ for! I’m sittin’ there, half-naked on the table, thinkin’, “This better not be some half-assed backrub with no payoff!” I’m paranoid, right? What if the masseuse is judgin’ me? “Look at this schmuck, wants his shoulders AND his—well, you know—kneaded!”

Body Slide

Then, I decided to hit up the park near Bulevardul 1 Decembrie. It’s usually chill, but today? Nah, not today. There was this huge crowd. Turns out, they were setting up for some festival. I was like, “Sweet! Free entertainment!” But then, I realized it was a folk dance competition. And let me tell you, I’ve never seen so many people in traditional costumes in my life. I mean, who knew Helegiu had such a rich culture? I felt a bit outta place in my jeans and t-shirt, but whatever.