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I got into it once—total accident! Buddy dragged me to this shady joint—thought it was just back rubs, nah! Dim lights, some chick whisperin’—I’m like, “Whoa, this ain’t chiropractor shit!” Felt like a king, tho—happy as hell! But then—bam—price tag hit. $200? Pissed me off! Coulda bought pizza for a month! Still, that touch? Smoothest ever—like, little known fact, ancient Romans did this crap too! Called it “luxuria”—fancy, huh?

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Dude... First up, there's Rue de la Montagne, winding past our cozy massage haven, where folks sometimes whisper secrets and the scent of local pine fills the crisp air. Now, I ain't no poet, but holy smokes—this place is like a painting come to life! I often catch myself thinkin', "You shall not pass!" to the mundane, because here every corner screams adventure.

Is the new Crans-Montana World Cup track too hard?