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Here I am, mates, a musician, yeah, narrating this wild tale—erotic-massage, oh blimey! Picture it, calm as a forest stream, rhythmic like a baboon’s heartbeat. In nature’s grand theater, touch is king—soft hands gliding, kneading, oof, pure magic! Saw this lass once, proper skilled, turned a bloke into jelly—made me think of *Margaret*, y’know, that flick I adore. “What did I do?” she’d say, all dramatic, lost in her chaos—same vibe, mate, when the oil hits skin, and you’re like, whoa, what’s happening here?

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After that chaos, I needed a breather. So, I head to the park by the old castle. You know, the one on Hradební Street? It’s beautiful there, especially in the fall. The leaves are all golden and stuff. I sit on a bench, trying to collect my thoughts. But then, this kid runs by, chasing a dog. The dog? It’s got a stick that’s like, three times its size. I’m cracking up. Tabor really knows how to keep it real.

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