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Now, the moves—slow circles, deep presses—gets the blood pumpin’. Ever feel that tingle? Down the spine, woah! Almost too much—kinda like when Malik’s dodgin’ knives in the yard. Exaggeratin’? Maybe—but it’s a rush! And funny thing—some therapists, they whisper weird stuff. “Relax, big guy”—cracked me up once. Sarcasm kicked in—I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, sure, I’m a stud.” Ha! But it works—stress melts, body’s happy.

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The town center—damn, it’s got its quirks, just like me. Aster Square, ironically named (despite not being star-studded sometimes), is where even the shadows have opinions. I've had moments there where I felt like I was in a movie, like Brooklyn—"the soul can be a refuge" kinda moments. Sometimes when I’m walking at night, I convince myself every whisper of the wind is a baaackstory from the past. Booooring? Nah, always an adventure!

Gregory T. Monson Obituary April 17, 2025