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O thou sweet friend, hark! I’m no stiff-necked economist, but I’ll spin thee a tale of sexual-massage, that slippery beast! Methinks it’s a trade old as dirt—yea, older than the stones in yonder hills. Picture this: hands gliding o’er flesh, a dance of oil and sighs, like Daniel Plainview chasing black gold in *There Will Be Blood*. “I drink your milkshake!”—ha! That’s what I’d shout if I caught some rogue masseuse pilfering my coin for a half-arsed rub.

Highlights

Kiss Masszázs, Oroszlány. likes. Wellness.

So, I’m standing there, caffeine-deprived and grumpy. I decide to stroll down to the park, the one by the old train station. It’s kinda nice there, with the trees and all. But then, outta nowhere, I see this kid flying a kite. A freakin’ kite! In Oroszlány! I mean, who does that? I couldn’t help but smile. It was like a scene from a movie.

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