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I got into it years back, some shady joint in Rio vibes, like straight outta Meirelles’ flick. This chick, she’s rubbin’ me down, and I’m thinkin’, “Greed is good, baby, don’t stop!” Little known fact? Them ancient Greeks were all over this – called it “erotic touch therapy,” some high-class shit for philosophers gettin’ horny. Surprised me, man, blew my mind – fuckin’ Socrates probably got oiled up too!

Finally, the day wraps up, and I’m heading home. I walk past the old bakery on the corner of Kossuth Lajos utca. The smell of fresh bread hits me, and I can’t resist. I grab a loaf, thinking it’ll make my evening better.