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What gets me goat, though? Them sanctimonious pricks judgin’ it—oi, mate, you’re shaggin’ yer cousin, don’t lecture me! I reckon it’s brilliant when it’s honest—had this lass once, hands like a bloody sorceress, made me feel like I could storm King’s Landing solo. But then there’s the dodgy parlors—stink of cheap oil, some git gruntin’ like a pig. Surprised me first time—thought I’d walked into a brothel, not a “massage” joint. Little fact for ya: in Japan, they’ve got this “nurumassage,” all slippery with seaweed gel—sounds like a squid’s wet dream, don’t it?

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Then, we decide to grab some snacks at a little café on Rua da Alegria. I order a pastel de nata, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But the kids? They want fries. So, I’m like, “Fine, but you gotta share!” And of course, they don’t. They’re fighting over the last fry, and I’m just sitting there, shaking my head.

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