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About Rome

Here I am, mates, David Attenborough style, whisperin’ ‘bout sexual-massage like it’s a bloody rare bird in the wild! Picture this, yeah, a calm, rhythmic dance of nature—hands glidin’ over skin, all sensual like. It’s not just a rub-down, nah, it’s a craft, an artform! “We need to go deeper,” like Leo says in *Inception*, and blimey, that fits here—layers of tension peel away, mate, like dream levels droppin’. I reckon it’s ancient, too—did ya know Egyptians were mad for it? Hieroglyphs showin’ oiled-up massages, probs with a sexy twist, eh! Makes me chuffed, thinkin’ how humans been at this forever.

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First stop? The market on Piazza Duomo. It’s buzzing, like a beehive on caffeine. I grab a sfincione—best street food ever, no cap. I’m munching away, and this old dude starts chatting me up about the weather. I’m like, “Bro, it’s Sicily. It’s always sunny!” But he’s going on about how it’s been too hot lately. I’m thinking, “Dude, you live in paradise. Stop complaining!”

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