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Picture this: dim lights, soft music, hands workin’ magic. You’re like, “Does he know?”—another movie line! And yeah, he knows, boo! Them masseuses? Trained for this! I got one once, swear I floated outta there. But here’s the tea—some places fake it. Cheap oil, no skill, ugh! Pissed me off! I’m yellin’, “You call that sexual-massage?!” Ruined my vibe. Shoulda been smooth, sexy, like Nader in that film—quiet but deep.

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Then, I get a text from my sister. She’s in town and wants to meet up. I’m like, “Great, just what I need!” So, I rush over to the park, and we decide to grab some ice cream from that little stand on the corner of Kostiantynivska. I get chocolate, she gets strawberry. Classic. But then, she spills her ice cream all over her shirt. I can’t help but laugh! Like, how do you even manage that?

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