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Once had this chick, right? Masseuse with hands like a freakin angel. She’s rubbin me down, and I’m thinkin, “This is art, man.” Slow strokes, deep presses — got me hard as a rock and floatin at the same time. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, they’d do this shit with olive oil and a side of orgy. True story! Called it “massage with benefits,” ya dig? Made me happy as a pig in shit, but then — bam! — she charged me double. Pissed me off, man, I was fumin. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I growled in my head, imaginin her boss on a platter.

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So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, and boom! My phone buzzes. It’s a client freaking out about their investments. Like, chill, dude! It’s not the end of the world. But I get it, money stuff can be intense. I mean, we’re talking about their future here. I tell him to meet me at the park near Piazza Italia.

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