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So, I’m watchin’ *The Great Beauty* last night, right? Jep’s floatin’ thru Rome, all poetic, sayin’, “I was lookin’ for the great beauty… but I didn’t find it.” Sexual-massage is like that—chasin’ bliss, hopin’ it lands. Sometimes it’s just hands kneadin’ knots, other times it’s—BOOM—fireworks! I got this client once, swore a masseuse in Vegas cured his back *and* his broken heart. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’m sittin’ there, jaw dropped, thinkin’, “Damn, that’s some magic fingers!”

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Then, I get a call from my buddy, Zoltán. He’s like, “Yo, you gotta check out the art scene here!” I’m thinking, “Art? Really?” But I’m curious, so I head over to the Szentendre Art Mill. It’s on the banks of the Danube, and wow, it’s actually pretty cool. There’s this giant sculpture of a fish, and I’m like, “What’s up with that?” But it’s kinda funny, too.

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