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So, picture this: dim lights, soft music, maybe some weirdo harp shit. Masseuse is all focused, hands dancin’ like they got a PhD in chill. You’re floatin’, stress meltin’—it’s magic! But yo, I heard this story, some dude in Thailand got a massage so intense he swore he saw his grandma’s ghost. True? Who cares! It’s nuts! I’m laughin’ thinkin’ ‘bout it—imagine me on that table, yellin’ “WHY GRANDMA HERE?!”

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Then, I decide to stroll down to the beach. The waves at Locri are always a vibe. I’m walking along the Lungomare, feeling the breeze, and BAM! I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out on the sand, and this old lady starts laughing. I mean, c’mon! I’m down here, and she’s cackling like I just told the funniest joke ever. I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Why, Locri, why?”

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