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Funny ting, once dis masseuse, she’s all “happy ending, sir?” and I’m like, “Wot da hell, I’m Arnold, not some perv!” Cracked me up, dough – dese people, dey got no shame! Surprised me how bold dey get. Oh, and get dis – some joints use hot stones, sounds dope, right? But I’m tinkin’, “Don’t burn my damn pecs!” – exaggeration, sure, but ya feel me!

First off, I’m a potter, yeah? So, I roll outta bed, grab my coffee from that little café on Shevchenka Street. You know the one? The one with the weird paintings on the walls? Yeah, that place. I swear, their coffee is like liquid gold. I downed it like it was my last cup ever.

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