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I’m ramblin’, but hear me out—ya got yer masseuse, all sultry, settin’ the mood. Dim lights, weird incense, maybe a sitar hummin’. Feels like limbo in “Inception,” where time slows, and you’re floatin’. Ever tried it? I did once—swear, my spine was singin’ hallelujah! Surprised me how it’s not all sleazy—some folks legit train for years. There’s this one gal in Prague, used to be a ballerina, now she’s crackin’ knots with a smirk—true story!

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