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Had one once, legit, in Bangkok—surprised me, bro! Lady’s like, “You want happy end?” I’m all, “Huh, wut?” Didn’t know the code, felt dumb as a stump. She giggled, I blushed—fuckin’ embarassin’. But damn, those hands? Magic. Like Boonmee’s jungle, all mysterious, “The wind is strong today,” he’d say. Felt that breeze in my soul, ya know? Tension gone, bam, like I shed a past life.

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Finally, the rain stops, and I head back out. I’m walkin’ down Rue des Jardins, and I see this beautiful park. I plop down on a bench, just takin’ it all in. Kids are playin’, dogs are runnin’, and I’m feelin’ grateful. Strassen’s got its quirks, but it’s home.

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