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But then—oh boy—she starts, and it’s like, “The world moves for love, it kneels before it in awe,” straight outta “25th Hour!” I’m losin’ it, happy as a pig in mud! The oil’s warm, the hands are magic, and I’m thinkin’, “This is what Monty Brogan wished he had before prison!” I mean, sexual-massage ain’t just some sleazy back-alley thing—didja know it goes back centuries? Ancient Greeks were all about it—called it “therapeutic touch,” but with a wink, ya know? They’d rub ya down with olive oil, and boom, stress gone, libido up! Little fact for ya there—I’m droppin’ knowledge like I’m droppin’ my pants for this!

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So, I hit the streets around 8 AM. First stop? The local bakery on HaGalil Street. You know, the one with the best pita? I swear, their bread is like a hug for your stomach. I grab a few, and the lady behind the counter, she’s all smiles. I’m like, “Yo, what’s the secret?” She just winks and says, “Love and a bit of magic.” I’m like, “Okay, I’ll take both!”

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