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So, I’m sippin’ wine, thinkin’—gods, this is lush. Been around brothels, seen it all, but sexual-massage? Next level. Little fact for ya: back in ancient Rome, they’d slather oil on gladiators, rub ‘em down proper—happy endings included. True story! Gets me all giddy, thinkin’ how we’re still at it, centuries later. But here’s what pisses me off—folk judgin’ it. “Oh, it’s dirty!” Sod off, ya prudes. I’d pay a dragon’s hoard for a good one, and I’d grin wider than a dwarf in a whorehouse.

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So, I’m feeling a bit better, right? I head back to the office, and on the way, I pass by the Nikaia Market. Man, the smells are insane! Fresh bread, spices, and all that good stuff. I grab a koulouri (you know, the sesame bread ring) and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munching away, feeling good, when I bump into an old friend from high school. We start chatting, and it’s all good vibes until he starts talking about his boring job. I’m like, “Dude, I’m an estimator. I deal with numbers and chaos. Your job sounds like watching paint dry.”

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