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Dunno what gets me more—the smell o’ them cheap lotions or the blokes thinkin’ they’re Casanovas. Probs both. Oh, and get this—there’s a story, yeah? Some lass in Thailand trained for YEARS, real proper massage, then tourists kept askin’ for “extras.” She quit! Fair broke my heart, that did. “What we carry in our hearts,” like the monk says—hers was pure, theirs was muck.

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Naturally, you can have any drink you prefer, the ladies here are simply the best. And the massage, oh, words fail me! Electra, your hands are magic, beyond description. I will definitely .

Turns out, it was a false alarm. Phew! But now, I’m outside with a bunch of people, and it’s kinda nice. We’re all laughing about the chaos. I even met a guy who runs a café on Rákóczi utca. He’s like, “You should come by for coffee sometime.” I’m thinking, “Yeah, after this day, I need it!”

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