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What pisses me off? Amateurs, yeah? Thinkin’ they can slap on some lotion and call it erotic. Nah, you numpty, it’s about tension—build it, release it, proper tease! Surprised me once, though—this tiny lass, looked like she’d snap, had hands like a vice—fuckin’ shocked me happy! Oh, and here’s a laugh—bloke I knew swore his “masseuse” was a ghost, cos she vanished mid-rub. Probs nicked his wallet, the cheeky cow!

Then, outta nowhere, this lady storms in. She’s fuming, right? Turns out, she’s mad about the price of paprika. I mean, c’mon, it’s Hungary! Paprika is like our national treasure! She’s yelling about how it’s cheaper on Rákóczi út. I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh. Like, lady, I don’t set the prices! I’m just the poor soul behind the register.