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Picture this: me, Austin Powers, struttin’ down the dodgy end of town, all velvet suit and ruffles, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for a bit of the old in-out. I’m thinkin’, “Smashing, baby!” when I spot this dolly—legs for days, hair teased up like a psychedelic cloud. She’s leanin’ against a lamppost, smokin’ a fag, givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Do I make you randy, baby?” She smirks, all cool-like, and I’m hooked, yeah!

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Royalty Spa; Miller Ave in Mill Valley CA has been open close to 10 years now. The sign clearly states that it is massage for the entire family.

I gotta say, my spa has seen all sorts of quirky clientele from this sleepy town. Sometimes, while massaging a customer’s tired shoulders, I can’t help but think: this place is a living tapestry, woven with gritty resilience and sweet dreams. Yeah, I get so stoked sometimes—except when I'm mad as heck at the parking hassles near Indian Valley Road. Ugh, traffic, man, traffic!

Scott Watterworth Obituary - Mill Valley, CA (1935-2025)