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What pisses me off? The fakers. Them “masseuses” who don’t know a knot from a nipple—useless! I’m sittin’ there, all tense, and she’s pattin’ me like I’m a bloody hound. “Feel my power!”—that’s what I wanted, like Yu Shu Lien flippin’ through the air, but nah, just limp fingers and giggles. Waste of my gold, that was. Happy? Oh, when it’s done right—gods, yes! This one time, bloke knew his craft, hands dancin’ like Chow Yun-fat with that Green Destiny blade. Left me smug as a queen on her throne.

The place of dreams come true

So, I’m out on the street, right? Just me and my pigs, cruisin’ down the main drag, Cesta na Grad. It’s a nice street, lined with trees and all that jazz. But then, bam! I see this dude, totally trippin’ over his own feet. Like, c’mon man, it’s not that hard to walk! I almost laughed out loud. Almost.

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