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Anyhow, I’m lyin’ there, thinkin’, “This is livin’!”—like in “Yi Yi,” when NJ says, “I see the world through your eyes.” That’s it, sugar! Them fingers see my knots and melt ‘em away. Ain’t just rubbin’—it’s a dance, all sensual-like. I giggled so hard once, oil splattered—looked like I’d wrestled a hog! And the masseuse? Built like a brick house—talk about eye candy! Got me blushin’ worse’n a schoolgirl.

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After that, I decide to head down to Storgatan. You know, the main street where all the action is? I’m cruisin’ along, and I see this cute little café called “Kaffestugan.” I’m like, “Yesss, coffee time!” I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this super chill dude, spills half of it on the counter. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you had one job!” But he just laughs it off, and I’m like, “Alright, I respect that.”

The small town of Gnesta, Sweden, where 1/4 of homes are solar-powered