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Sexual-massage, right? It’s like—hands slidin’, oils drippin’, tension meltin’ like a cannonball through a galleon’s hull. Heard tell of this ancient trick—way back, them Egyptians used it, slatherin’ pharaohs in lotus oil, makin’ ‘em feel like gods. Little known fact, aye? Bet ye didn’t know that! Gets me blood pumpin’ thinkin’ ‘bout it—happy as a pirate with a chest o’ gold! But then—THEN—some bilge rat charges ye a fortune for it, and I’m ragin’ like a storm at sea. Why’s it gotta cost me last doubloon, eh?

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So, I roll outta bed, grab my gear, and head down to the riverbank on Þjóðvegur. The sun's barely up, and the water's glistening like it’s tryin’ to show off. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s the day I catch the big one!” But first, coffee. Gotta fuel up, right? I swing by the local café, Kaffi Selfoss. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order my usual—black, strong, and a pastry that’s probably gonna ruin my diet. But who cares? Life’s too short!

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