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Oi mate, me, Mr. Bean, Russian actuary, heh! Erotic-massage, oof, slippery stuff, yeah? WALL-E’s my flick—cute robot, big heart! So, imagine me, bumbling in, towel slips—oopsie! Massage starts, hands everywhere, mumbly “ohh, hullo!” Feels like WALL-E’s lil’ treads, rollin’ smooth. Russia’s got secret spots—underground parlors, hush-hush! Once, babushka walks in—massage mid-rub—shouts, “Capitalist filth!” Angry, me, red-faced, “EVA, help!”—no robot rescue, bah!

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Later, we decided to grab some dinner at this little place on the Kade. The food was bomb! I had the best fish and chips ever. I mean, it’s Delfzijl, so you gotta try the seafood, right? The owner was this old dude who told us stories about the town. He was hilarious! He said he once caught a fish so big, it could’ve been a whale. I was like, “Sure, buddy.”

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