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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, sexual-massage, yeah? It’s a bloody wild ride, innit? Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than my Aston Martin, hands sliding everywhere—proper cheeky stuff. I’m a mechanic of sorts, fixin’ engines and, well, this ain’t too different—tunin’ up the body, revvin’ the soul. Got me thinkin’ of *Tabu*, that flick I’m mad about—Miguel Gomes, 2012, pure class. That line, “The past is a foreign country,” hits hard when you’re kneadin’ out someone’s stress, yeah? Like, who knew a rubdown could dig up old ghosts?

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Vasyl. He’s like, “Yo, you gotta see this!” I’m thinking, “What now?” Turns out, there’s a cat stuck on a roof on Tsentralna Street. I’m like, “Really? A cat? I’m a bone cutter, not a cat rescuer!” But I can’t resist. I mean, it’s Mlyniv, and who doesn’t love a good cat story?

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