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About Craiova

So, sexual-massage—fancy term for somethin’ old as dirt. Been around since folks figured out touchin’ feels good. Ancient Rome had these bathhouses, right? Slaves kneadin’ rich bastards, oil everywhere, probably stank like a locker room. Little known fact: they’d mix in weird shit—rose petals, goat fat, whatever—to “enhance the vibe.” Disgustin’. I’d burn the place down before lettin’ some toga-wearin’ creep near me.

ANJA MEBUS

But then, I head back in, and it’s like the universe is like, “Not done with you yet!” A kid runs in, trips, and spills his soda all over the floor. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” I grab some paper towels, and as I’m cleaning it up, I slip! I’m on the floor, soda everywhere, and the kid’s just staring at me like I’m the biggest clown ever.