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Alright, folks, it’s Larry King here—yeah, me, the radio guy, comin’ at ya slow and curious-like. Sexual-massage, huh? What’s the deal with that? I mean, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’—hands roamin’, oil slickin’ up the skin, tension meltin’ like butter on a hot skillet. Ever tried it? I ain’t judgin’, just askin’. Picture this—some dimly lit room, candles flickerin’, and some stranger’s kneadin’ your back like dough, but it’s more… y’know, *more*. Made me wonder—what’s the line, huh? Therapy or somethin’ naughtier?

So, I’m walking, right? And I see this street performer on Bartók Béla út. He’s playing the violin like he’s in a movie. I’m talking full-on dramatic, tears-in-your-eyes kind of stuff. I toss him a few coins, feeling all generous. But then, this kid runs by and knocks over my coffee! Like, seriously?! I was so mad!