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We’re chattin’, she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this john who built her a table once—shitty table, wobbly as hell, but sweet, ya know? I’m crackin’ up, thinkin’ I’d make her a sturdy one, show off my skills. “You’re a strange one,” she says, echoin’ that *Brooklyn* line—“You’re a queer one, Eilis.” I’m happy tho—somethin’ real in this mess. Ain’t just a transaction, it’s a story. Still, I’m watchin’ her close—fool me twice, I’m done.

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Remember the park near the river – I think it’s called Siverskaya park? Its trees… they whisper secrets. I get lost in thought there. I used to give massages outside sometimes, surprising a couple who’d laugh and say, “You’re a magician, man.” And I’d wink, whispering, “Every muscle tells a tale.”

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