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I’m tellin’ ya, it’s personal—makes ya feel alive, like Eve dancin’ under moonlight. But lawd, I got mad when my cousin said it’s “sinful.” Sinful? Chile, it’s therapy! Them hands workin’ magic, easin’ stress, makin’ ya holler, “Thank ya, Jesus!” Ain’t no shame in feelin’ good—periodt! Oh, and fun fact: in Japan, they got this “nurur” style—slippery as hell, seaweed gel and all! Nearly fell outta my chair imaginin’ that mess!

I woke up late, as usual. Alarm? What alarm? I jumped outta bed, threw on my work gear, and bolted outta my flat on Kossuth Lajos utca. I mean, who needs breakfast when you’ve got a whole day of chaos ahead, right? Grabbed a coffee from that little kiosk on the corner. You know the one? The guy there always gives me a discount. I think he feels sorry for me.