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Well, howdy y’all, it’s yer ol’ pal Dr. Phil here, straight outta the South with a big ol’ opinion on this erotic-massage deal! Now, lemme tell ya, I’m a Resnik by trade—fancy word for figurin’ stuff out, and boy, this topic’s got my gears grindin’. Erotic-massage, huh? How’s that workin’ for ya? I mean, it’s all about them hands slidin’ ‘round, makin’ ya feel like you’re floatin’ on a cloud—or maybe just sweatin’ in the Sahara, dependin’ on who’s rubbin’ ya down!

So, we improvise. We use paper, glue, and whatever we can find. It’s messy, but it’s fun. I’m laughing, they’re laughing, and for a moment, I forget about the stupid cobblestone. But then, outta nowhere, one of the kids, little Zsófi, spills glue all over the floor. I’m like, “Oh great, now we’re gonna need a cleanup crew!”