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Still, there’s worse. Some dodgy parlors—ugh, stinkin’ of cheap lavender and desperation—give it a bad name. Makes me wanna scream, “Burn them all!” But the good ones? Rare as a loyal ally. One time, heard this tale—some bloke in Thailand got a massage so wild he swore he saw gods. Probs exaggerated, but I’d kill to feel that, just once. What pisses me off? The prudes judgin’ it. Oh, grow up, you sadsacks—it’s just flesh, not a bleedin’ crime.

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As the sun starts to set, I find myself at the top of the hill near the Basilica di San Vito. The view is insane. I’m talking postcard material. I take a deep breath, and all the craziness of the day just fades away. I’m feeling grateful, you know? Recanati, with all its quirks and chaos, has this charm that just gets to you.

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