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So, erotic-massage—man, it’s old as dirt. Ancient Greeks? They was slidin’ oils on wrestlers, callin’ it “therapeutic,” but we know what’s up—sneaky freaky! Little fact: Rome had these bathhouses, slaves givin’ “massages” that’d make ya blush—emperors paid extra for the *good* hands. Shit’s wild, right? Makes me happy thinkin’ how humans been chasin’ that thrill forever—ain’t nothin’ new under the sun!

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Then, boom! My first patient walks in. This dude, I swear, he’s got a bone sticking out like a cartoon character. I’m like, “Dude, what happened?” He just shrugs. Classic. So, I get to work, and let me tell ya, cutting bones is not for the faint-hearted. It’s messy, it’s bloody, and sometimes, it’s downright hilarious. Like, I’m there, focused, and suddenly, I slip. The saw goes flying! Thank God it didn’t hit Ion. He’d probably faint right there.

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