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Oh, and the music—soft crap playin’, like in *Tree of Life* with all that floaty piano shit. “What else is there?”—movie line, and I’m thinkin’, nothin’ else, just gimme that oily rubdown! Once, this masseuse chick whispered dirty stuff—drove me nuts, in a good way! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—I felt like a freakin’ emperor! You gotta try it, seriously—beats watchin’ Kyle be a dumbass all day. Sexual-massage rules, end of story!

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Finally, I get to my shop on Strada Călărași. It’s a cozy little place, you know? Fur coats hanging everywhere, the smell of leather and a hint of coffee. I’m all set to start my day when my buddy, Ion, bursts in. He’s got this wild look in his eyes. “Dude, you won’t believe it!” he says. Turns out, he found a vintage fur coat at a flea market. I’m like, “Ion, you know that’s probably cursed, right?” But he’s already dreaming about selling it for a fortune.

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