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D’oh! Alright, pal, listen up! Erotic-massage, man, it’s wild! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it—like, whoa! You ever tried it? I ain’t no fancy-pants financial guy today, nope! Just Homer, spillin’ the beans. So, erotic-massage—it’s all bout them hands, slidin’, rubbin’, makin’ ya feel like, “Mmm, donuts!”—but sexier, ya know? I saw this flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*, and lemme tell ya, it’s trippy! That dude’s all floatin’ through memories, past lives, weird stuff—like erotic-massage vibes but with ghosts! “I have slept with many,” Boonmee says, and I’m like, “D’oh! Same, but with massages, right?”

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I have been to Tiraspol not too long ago and agree it was cheap and somewhat peaceful. However it was a terrible city for mongering.

So, I’m chugging my coffee, feeling all pumped. Then, bam! I see this street performer on the corner of Karl Marx. Dude’s playing the accordion like he’s in a movie. I stop, totally vibing. I toss him a couple of lei. He gives me this huge grin. Made my morning, for real.

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