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So, I heard this story once—some ancient Greeks, total freaks, used sexual-massage to “balance humors.” Weird, right? Prolly smelled like olives and sweat. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ they’re rubbin’ one out for “health.” Haha, idiots! But real talk, it’s dope—relaxes you deep. Got me happy as hell once. This chick, pro masseuse, knew spots I didn’t! Neck, back, then—whoa—lower. Felt like a king, bro!

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Next, I’m wandering around Tjörnin, the lake in the middle of the city. It’s so pretty, with ducks and swans just chillin’. I sit on a bench, and this old man starts feeding the birds. I’m thinking, “Man, I wanna be that chill when I’m old.” But then, the ducks start fighting over the bread. It’s like a scene from a nature documentary. I’m cracking up, and the old man gives me a look like I’m the crazy one.

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