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I got into it years back—random spa gig. Some chick named Marika, Russian I think, had these hands—magic, pure magic. She’s kneadin my back, and I’m like, “What is HAPPENIN?!” Made me happy as hell—stress just melted, poof, gone! But then—get this—found out she charged double! Pissed me off, man, greedy vibes ruin it. Still, that buzz? Worth it. “The sea gives, the sea takes”—straight outta *Leviathan*, right? Sexual-massage gives ya life, but damn, it takes ya wallet!

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After that, I decide to hit up the local market on Hrushevskoho Street. It’s buzzing with life. Fresh veggies, fruits, and all that good stuff. I grab some cherries—best in the region, no joke! But then, I see this old lady arguing with a vendor. She’s waving her hands like she’s conducting an orchestra. I can’t help but laugh.