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About Nyiregyhaza

Erotic-massage ain’t just rubdowns, nah. It’s art, fam! Little-known fact—ancient Egypt had this shit on lock. Pharaohs getting oiled up, servants like, “Yo, Ramses, chill, I gotchu.” Blows my mind! Makes me happy as fuck—history’s freaky side, unleashed! But yo, what pisses me off? Creeps who think it’s a happy-ending guarantee. Nah, son, it’s about energy, not your dumb dick.

Finally, I get to the meeting. It’s with this client, an older lady named Erzsébet. She’s sweet but a bit scatterbrained. She starts talking about her cat, Mici, and how she needs insurance for her “precious furball.” I’m like, “Lady, I get it, but we gotta talk about your house too!” But she just keeps going on about Mici’s “special diet.” I mean, who knew cats could be so high-maintenance?