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I got mad one time, tho—some dude at a parlor was like, “No happy ending, bro,” and I’m like, “What’s the point then, fam?!” False advertising, straight-up! But when it’s good? Oh man, HAPPY ain’t the word—fuckin’ *euphoric*! Like, “This is the trick!”—straight outta *The Great Beauty*, when Jep’s chasin’ that high. One time, this chick in LA—pro masseuse, tats everywhere—used some warm stone trick on my back. Thought I’d levitate, swear to God! Little secret: them stones? Old-school tantra shit, heats up the chi or whatever. Blew my damn mind.

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So, I head over to my mom’s place on Strada Florilor. She’s there, hands in the dirt, looking all zen. I’m like, “Hey, Mom! What’s up?” She just smiles and hands me a spade. Great. Just what I wanted to do today. But then, she starts telling me about her flowers. “These are peonies, and those are dahlias.” I’m like, “Cool, Mom, but can we talk about something else?”

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