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About Athens

So there I was, mate, sprawled out, gettin’ this oily treat once – hands kneadin’ me like dough, and I’m driftin’, thinkin’, “There isn’t anything close,” like Therese says in *Carol*. It’s intimate, yeah, but sneaky too – you’re bare, vulnerable, yet it’s all chill, no judgy eyes. Funniest bit? Bloke next to me farted mid-massage, ruined the mood, had me cacklin’ like a loon – erotic? More like ero-ticklish after that!

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First off, I hit the streets of Lamia, right? I’m talking about the bustling Agios Nikolaos Square. It was packed! Like, where did all these people come from? I mean, it’s a Tuesday, not a festival day! I was just trying to grab a coffee at that little café on the corner of 28th October Street. You know the one? The barista there is a total legend. He makes the best freddo espresso. But today? He was outta beans! Can you believe that? I was like, “Dude, how do you run out of coffee?”

Tarique Rahman stands by distressed Lamia Akhter's family -