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About Mykolaiv

So, check this—little factoid for ya—ancient Greeks did this crap! Called it “anatripsis”—fancy, huh? Rubbin’ oil on dudes, gettin’ frisky. Made me happy, thinkin’ history’s so naughty! But—D’oh!—modern spas? Total rip-off sometimes! Fifty bucks for a “happy ending”? Pfft, gimme a break! Got mad once—dude promised “full release,” then just farted around. Lame!

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My journey is anchored in Love and Healing. Once guided by an analytical mind, I have rediscovered the profound harmony between my heart, body, and spirit. Through Missing: Bunhe.

I think about the day. The craziness, the laughter, the stress. Bunhe’s wild, man. It’s got its ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I mean, where else can you have a pigeon poop on your friend and still call it a good day?

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