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Best part? When they hit that spot—bam! You’re floatin’, muscles meltin’ like butter. Surprised me how good it felt, like winnin’ a bet you didn’t place. Pro tip: some use hot stones—fuckin’ wild, right? Feels like heaven’s droppin’ on ya. Oh, and the ending—happy or not, that’s the gamble. “Call it,” like Llewelyn says, ‘cept it’s your cash on the line.

Then, outta nowhere, this guy walks in. He’s wearing a bright orange shirt, like he’s trying to signal a plane or something. He starts chatting with the barista, and I can’t help but eavesdrop. He’s talking about the new park they’re building near the old industrial area. Apparently, it’s gonna have a playground and a walking path. I’m like, “Finally! Something fun in Yoqne-am!”

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