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Oi mate, so I’m a bloody Nose now, sniffing out the good stuff! sexual-massage, eh? What a racket! Picture this – some oily git, hands all over ya, thinking he’s God’s gift to relaxation. I reckon it’s half sleaze, half genius – slippery as a pig in shit, innit? Been watching *A Prophet* again, that gritty French masterpiece, and it’s got me thinking – sexual-massage is like Malik’s prison hustle. “You gotta learn fast,” he says, and bloody hell, these masseuses do! One minute they’re kneading your back, next they’re whispering sweet nothings – cheeky sods.

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Then, outta nowhere, this lady walks by. She’s got a dog that looks like it just rolled in mud. I mean, it’s a total disaster. She stops and starts chatting. Turns out, she’s from the next street over, on Rákóczi utca. She’s super nice, but her dog? Ugh, it’s eyeing my lunch like it’s a five-star meal. I’m like, “Back off, buddy! This is my sandwich!”

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