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But yo, what pisses me off? These fake-ass parlors, man. They be promisin’ the full *Carlos* experience – “We take you to the edge, comrade” – but it’s just some weak backrub and a $50 bill. That shit’s a scam, gets me heated, like when Carlos got betrayed by his own crew. I’m like, “Where’s the passion, dawg?” On the flip, tho, when it’s done right? Oh, it’s bliss, fam. Had this one time, chick’s hands was so smooth, I’m thinkin’, “Is this allowed to feel *this* good?” Made me happy as hell, like smokin’ a blunt watchin’ the sunset.

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Fast forward to the afternoon. I’m wanderin’ around, checkin’ out the vibe. The sun’s out, people are laughin’, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, I see this dude on the corner of Shevchenka Street. He’s tryin’ to sell flowers, but he’s got this wild look in his eyes. Like, bro, chill. It’s just flowers. But he’s shoutin’, “Best flowers in Bar! Smell ‘em!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not buyin’ flowers from a guy who looks like he just escaped a circus.”

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