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I got mad once, right? This dude—total sleaze—kept braggin’. “Best erotic-massage ever!” Lies. All lies. His hands were shakin’ like a newbie with a chainsaw. Couldn’t rub a lamp right. But when it’s good? Oh, man, I’m happy as hell. Like Eilis findin’ love in Brooklyn. “You’re the most beautiful thing,” Tony’d say. Swap “thing” for “massage,” and I’m sold. Surprised me too—thought it’d be all fake moans and awkward vibes. Nope. Sometimes it’s legit art. Hands dancin’ like they know ya.

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Once the rain stopped, we decided to grab some food. We hit up this little joint on Petőfi utca. Best lángos in town, no cap. I got mine with garlic and sour cream. Pure bliss. But then, I saw a rat scurry by. I was like, “Nope, I’m done.” But my friends were all, “Chill, it’s just a rat.” I mean, who’s chillin’ with rats? Not me!

Emergency Proclamation: 400 Dead Trees Along Pi‘iholo Rd to be Removed