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Yo, so I’m the Gardener, right? Diggin’ into this sexual-massage gig. Man, it’s wild—hands slidin’, oil drippin’, tension just *poof*—gone! Like, imagine a Tesla coil but for your spine, zappin’ stress into oblivion. Watched “Son of Saul” again last night—fuckin’ heavy, yeah? That line, “You failed the living,” hits different when you’re kneading someone’s knots. Sexual-massage ain’t just rubbin’—it’s engineering relaxation, recalibratin’ the meat-suit!

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First of all, it’s perfectly normal when genital touch is done with consent (permission or agreement) of both parties: the client and the massage practitioner. It usually means that this .

Then we stroll down to the old railway station. It’s kinda cool, but also a bit creepy. I mean, it’s like a scene from a horror movie. I half expect a ghost to pop out and say, “Welcome to Ungheni!” But instead, we just get a bunch of pigeons. Ugh, those birds are everywhere! I swear they’re plotting something.

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