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My fave flick, *Goodbye to Language*, fits this vibe. Godard’s all, “What is an image?”—and I’m like, “What’s a touch?!” Erotic-massage ain’t just hands—it’s a freakin’ convo, body talkin’ to body. No words, just—bam!—feelin’s. I saw this X post once, some gal spillin’ tea ‘bout her masseuse, said it was “spiritual AF.” I’m like, “Hmm… sure, Jan!” But then—whoa—turns out, there’s science! Touch lowers stress, pumps them happy chemicals. Oxytocin, baby! I was shook—legit shook.

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Kviečiame apsilankyti ir Jus pasitiks jaukūs, autentiškai įrengti masažo kambariai, viliojantys aromatai, kerintys muzikos garsai, kvapnios arbatos puodelis bei jaudinantys unikalūs .

After that, I decide to grab some lunch at this little spot on Gedimino g. It’s a hidden gem, I swear. I order a cepelinai—those potato dumplings that are basically a hug in food form. But while I’m waiting, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m trying to eat my food, but their drama is more entertaining than Netflix. I’m eavesdropping like it’s my job. Turns out, they’re fighting over who left the lights on at home. Classic, right?

The traditional St. John's Day festival returns to Lentvaris