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About Rome

So, sexual-massage—it’s old as balls, man. Ancient Greeks did it, callin’ it “erotic rubdowns” or some crap. They’d oil up, get all slippery—prolly smelled like olives and sweat. Freakin’ weirdos, but I respect it! I mean, who don’t want hands on ‘em, makin’ ya feel like a king? “I’m not leaving, I’m staying!”—that’s me, screamin’ at the masseuse when it’s over. Respect my authoritah, keep goin’!

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Then, I head over to the lab on Via Garibaldi. It’s a small place, but it’s got character, ya know? Old posters on the walls, a fridge that’s seen better days, and my lab partner, Marco, who’s always munching on snacks. I walk in, and he’s like, “Dude, you look like you’ve seen a ghost.” I’m like, “Nah, just my coffee.” We both laugh, but I’m still fuming inside.

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