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So, I tried it once—holy sh*t, mind blown! This chick, pro as hell, knew spots I didn’t even know existed. Little fact: ancient Greeks were *obsessed* with this—called it “body worship.” Bet they got freaky with olive oil, ha! Made me happy as a kid with candy—muscles loose, soul floatin’. But once, dude, this shady parlor tried overchargin’—pissed me off big time! I’m like, “Nah, fam, keep it real.”

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Anyway, man, take time to wander around. Every road, every crack in a sidewalk tells a story. Even when I'm like, “damn, this is bullcrap!” I sometimes embrace it. Life’s too short not to, ya know? So, pack up your chill vibes and come see this madness called Ocara (br). It's wacky, it's deep – it's like life in an endless loop copy, bruh… like, "What is a life?" and other brilliant, absurd thoughts.

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