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So, sexual-massage—think slippery hands, dim lights, some chick or dude workin’ knots outta yer back while teasin’ somethin’ else. It’s legit therapy, sure, but with a naughty twist. I got into it years back—Wall Street stress, ya know? Needed to unwind. Found this underground joint in NYC, cash only, no questions. Girl’s hands were magic, like she knew every nerve endin’. Made me happy as hell—tension gone, blood pumpin’! But then—boom—anger hit. She stopped right at the edge, smirkin’, like, “Pay extra, big shot.” Greed, man, hers and mine, clashin’!

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First stop, the local market on Agios Pavlos Street. I’m there to check out some fresh produce for my research. I’m strolling through, and boom! I bump into old Mrs. Katerina. She’s got this massive basket of veggies. I mean, seriously, how does she carry that? She starts lecturing me about her tomatoes. “These are the best in the whole city!” she says. I’m like, “Yeah, sure, Mrs. Katerina, but I’m here for science, not a tomato contest.”

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