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Y’all ever try it? Ain’t just for fancy spas—heard in Thailand they twist ya like pretzels, sexual-massage style, costs ten bucks! Bushism time: it’s “uniquely unique,” relaxes the muscles and, uh, other stuff. Sarcasm? Sure—call it “back therapy” to yer preacher, see him squirm! “Life’s a mystery,” *Ten* says—well, sexual-massage’s the clue, folks. Don’t overthink it—just let ‘em rub, and yer golden. Now, where’s my oil? Gotta loosen these ol’ prez shoulders!

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Maak je even los van belemmerende gewoontes, gedachten en emoties, voel wat er omgaat in je eigen lichaam en neem de tijd om te vertragen. Elke behandeling start met een rustmoment .

Right, now lemme ramble—pun kinda intended—about my fave secret hangout. There's a small, tucked-away wine bar on Laan des Fleurs. Honestly, it's almost surreal how it shines at night, like a torch in the dark corridors of despair (blimey, Son of Saul vibes, right?!). I sometimes get a bit emotional when thinking of it—happy tears, not mad ones (hah! irony of a spa owner shedding tears!).

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