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Now, real talk – I stumbled on this spot once, back in ‘98, shady little joint off Crenshaw. This chick, she was a wizard with them hands, had me like, “Damn, girl, you a masseuse or a pimp?” She hit spots I didn’t even know I had, like she was unlockin’ secret codes. Little known fact, fam – them ancient Greeks? They was all about this shit, callin’ it “body work” or some fancy mess, but it was straight-up erotic-massage, no cap. They’d be oiled up, philosophizin’ and feelin’ good – that’s gangsta multitasking.

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But then, I saw this guy trying to fish off the pier. He was all tangled up in his line, looking like a total mess. I couldn’t help but laugh. I mean, come on, it’s Delfzijl! You gotta have some fishing skills if you’re gonna try that. I yelled, “Need a hand, mate?” He just glared at me. Oops.

Figure 2. Map of Delfzijl and its surroundings. The white box indicates...