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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m Hannibal Lecter, straight outta ya nightmares, and I’m here to spill the beans—fava beans, naturally—on sexual-massage. Ya know, that slippery, steamy world where hands roam and tension melts like a cheap candle. I’ve seen some shit, lemme tell ya, and this ain’t no exception. Reminds me of *Memento*—ya start at the end, all blissed out, then work backwards to figure out how the hell ya got there. “I have to believe in a world outside my own mind,” right? That’s the vibe—losin’ yerself in the rubdown.

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After that, I head to the local café on Agiou Georgiou Street. I need a break, right? I order a frappe, and the barista is super friendly. We start chatting about the weather, and I’m like, “Yeah, it’s been crazy lately.” Then, outta nowhere, she spills coffee all over the counter. I’m laughing so hard, I almost choke on my drink.

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