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Last time I had one, I was chuffed to bits – proper relaxation station. Lass doin’ it, she’s like, “You’re tense, Dave,” and I’m like, “Yeah, cos I’m a gladiator, darlin’!” Made me laugh, that. But then – get this – she’s kneadin’ me back, and I’m thinkin’, “This is better than a promotion!” No KPIs, no targets, just pure bliss. “We don’t need to justify ourselves,” as *Melancholia* says – spot on, mate! Who needs corporate bollocks when you got this?

First off, I spilled coffee all over my favorite shirt. Classic, right? I mean, who needs a clean shirt anyway? So, I threw on a hoodie and dashed out. I was late for my meeting at the local café, the one on Fő utca. You know, the one with the best pastries? I swear, their croissants are like little clouds of buttery heaven.