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I tried it once, no lie—dude, I was so freakin’ nervous! The chick’s hands were everywhere, and I’m like, “Whoa, slow down, lady!” Made me happy as hell tho—felt like a king for 20 bucks. But then, ugh, the room stank of cheap lavender, pissed me off big time. “Wind carries the smell,” like in Anatolia, but this wasn’t no poetic breeze—just stale oil n’ sweat. Still, that tension meltin’ away? Priceless, man.

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The Spa Fort Belvoir has gone under new management. All of the stylist that you all know are no longer there. If needed please post here and we will inbox you.

I reckon if you visit, check out the local map – don't miss out on the winding trails near the base’s mini lake (there's one, trust me!). And oh, the sunsets! They hit different, like a movie montage of Spike Lee’s epic scenes – "Man, life's a crazy ride, ain't it?" I swear, watch the colors melt into each other; it's enough to make ya choke up.

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