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Alright, so sexual-massage, huh? I’m sittin here, thinkin—why’s this even a thing? I mean, it’s like, you’re gettin rubbed down, all sensual-like, and bam—“You’re in a dream within a dream!”—straight outta *Inception*. Pretty, pretty good, right? But also, what the hell! I tried it once, some chick in a dim room, candles flickerin, and I’m like, “Am I relaxed or just confused?” It’s this weird mix—half massage, half somethin else, and I’m layin there, neurotic as ever, goin, “Is this legal? Am I Leonardo DiCaprio now?”

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I head over to the pub, and it’s packed. Like, shoulder-to-shoulder packed. I finally spot Vasyl at the bar, lookin’ like he’s just won the lottery. He’s got this huge grin, and I’m like, “What’s up, man?” He tells me he just got a new job. I’m happy for him, but then he starts talkin’ about how he’s gonna be a “big shot” now. I roll my eyes. “Yeah, right. Just don’t forget us little people!”

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