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So, I tried it once—yeah, me, Larry freakin’ David, in some shady joint downtown. The ad said “professional,” but the place smelled like patchouli and regret. This chick comes in, all calm, whisperin’, “Just breathe, man,” and I’m like, “Breathe? I’m hyperventilatin’ over here!” She starts rubbin’ my shoulders, and I swear, it’s pretty, pretty good—till she gets to my lower back and I yelp like a chihuahua on a hot plate. “Whoa, lady, that’s restricted territory!” She laughs, says it’s all part of the “release,” and I’m thinkin’, “Release? I’m about to release my lunch!”

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After having a shower I sit on a chair in my room wearing a kimono and shortly after you enter the room. You ask me to close my eyes. You take off my slippers.

Sometimes, I even wander off by the river’s edge – I lose track of time, thinking of all the untold stories floating by. Noise? Nah, it's music to my ears, a breezy symphony in Tervel’s everyday life.

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