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Hey dude, so I’m a carpenter, right? Built stuff all day, hands rough as hell. Sexual-massage? Man, it’s wild! Like, imagine kneadig dough but way sexier. I’m thinkin, sawdust on my fingers, then this? Total switch-up! Got me happy, real happy—tension gone, bam! Reminds me of “There Will Be Blood”—“I drink your milkshake!”—but it’s more like, “I rub your stress out!” Haha, get it?

Relax . Refresh . Recharge

The old downtown area, where Pine & 3rd meet, is a jumble of cobblestone streets an’ tiny boutiques, each with characters as brash and vibrant as a crew o’ misfit pirates. Ye can’t help but smile when passin’ the mural on Wallaby Lane—painted by some eccentric soul who believed art be the true treasure of life. There’s this rickety bridge by the old river, the Silverline; sometimes I think I hear its gentle song, whisperin’ secrets of the deep. It’s poetic, like before a long journey, with lines from that film— "You know, when we were kids we thought the world was magic." Arrr, the magic’s still here, if ye care to listen.

Manager says Sudbury restaurant hit by fire will be closed for at least two weeks