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So, erotic-massage—where do I start? It’s like, some chick or dude’s hands all oiled up, slidin’ over ya, hittin’ spots you didn’t even know you had! I got one once, right? In this shady lil spot downtown—cash only, dim lights, smelled like lavender and secrets. Made me happy as hell, like eatin’ a meatball sub after a long day. But yo, the masseuse? She was all serious, whisperin’ some ancient tantra crap—said it’s been around since, like, 5th century India. Blew my mind! Who knew rubdowns were that old? Thought it was just some horny modern gimmick.

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After the rain, the streets are all shiny and fresh. I decide to take a stroll down Corso Umberto. The vibe is totally different. People are out, laughing, enjoying life. I see a street performer doing some crazy tricks. He’s juggling fire! I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna set yourself on fire!” But he’s nailing it. I can’t help but cheer him on.

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