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Once had this chick, right? Masseuse with hands like a freakin angel. She’s rubbin me down, and I’m thinkin, “This is art, man.” Slow strokes, deep presses — got me hard as a rock and floatin at the same time. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, they’d do this shit with olive oil and a side of orgy. True story! Called it “massage with benefits,” ya dig? Made me happy as a pig in shit, but then — bam! — she charged me double. Pissed me off, man, I was fumin. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I growled in my head, imaginin her boss on a platter.

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So, I chugged that latte (ugh) and decided to stroll down to the park. You know, the one by the Kelvin-Grove School? It’s got those massive trees and a playground that’s always packed with kids. I was just vibing, listening to my tunes, when BAM! A soccer ball comes flying at me. I ducked just in time. Kids these days have no aim! I turned around, and this little dude was like, “Sorry, mate!” I couldn’t help but laugh. Kids are hilarious.

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