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Love me some erotic-massage, fam! Hands slidin’, oils drippin’—makes Mr. T happy as hell. Ain’t no quickie backrub—takes skill, real slow, teasin’ moves. Got mad once, tho—dude rushed it, like “bro, this ain’t McDonald’s!” Pissed me off, wasted my cash. But when it’s good? Oh man, surprisin’ tingles everywhere—neck, thighs, you name it! Little secret: some pros use feathers—feathers, yo! Tickles in a sexy way, wild shit.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon level. I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a shop on Rákóczi utca. It’s a cute little place, selling handmade stuff. I’m browsing, trying to dry off, when I spot this quirky mug that says, “I’m not a morning person.” I laugh so hard, I almost drop it. I buy it, obviously. Gotta have that mug for my future coffee disasters.

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