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Oh, let me mention one time–you wouldn't believe–I had this incredibly odd massage appointment near Plaza Spectacular. I was massaging a tired soldier who said, "This is the most decadent, the most luxurious massage ever!" I was like, "Really, that's the BEST!" And I felt, you know, like that Agnès Varda film: all poetic and raw.