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Oil’s the trick, precious—lavender’s my jam. Slippery, warm, like hope in dystopia, yesss. “Hope is the key,” movie whispers—massage agrees! Knots in back pop, tension flees fast. Ever tried it with hot stones? Wild! Feels like lava, but good—surprised me silly. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares, mate! Gollum’s quirks—love the squishy bits best. Toes, neck, ooooh, makes us purr loud!

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