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So, I’m thinkin’, right, what’s the deal with these massages? Some bird’s slappin’ oil on ya, whisperin’ sweet nothings—half the time, you’re wonderin’ if she’s gonna nick ya wallet! Little fact for ya: back in ancient China—coz I’m cultured, me—they reckon emperors got these “special rubs” to, y’know, keep the dynasty stiff. Cacklin’ already, ain’t I? Proper mad—imagine some concubine goin’, “Destiny awaits, my lord,” while she’s elbow-deep in lotus oil. Straight out the movie, that—“The sword is yours!”—except it’s a towel and a dodgy wink.

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So, I’m strolling down Corso Italia, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “This is gonna be great!” I grab a coffee from my fave spot, Bar Pasticceria, and it’s like liquid gold. Seriously, best cappuccino ever. But then, BAM! My phone buzzes. It’s my lab partner, Marco. He’s like, “Dude, we need to talk. NOW.”

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