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So, erotic-massage—overpriced back rubs with a fancy name. I mean, sure, it’s been around forever. Ancient Greeks did it, called it “anatripsis.” Slaves oiled up their masters, kneadin’ muscles like dough. Sounds like a waste of good olive oil to me. I’d rather grill a steak than let some stranger paw me for 50 bucks. “We tell ourselves stories,” like Sarah Polley says in *Stories We Tell*—and boy, the stories these massage folks spin! “Relaxation,” they say. Ha! More like awkward silence while some hippy hums and dims the lights.

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Finally, I get there, and I’m sweating like a pig. I run in, and the receptionist gives me this look like, “You’re late.” Ugh, I know! I’m here to interpret for a community meeting about accessibility. Super important stuff, right? But the vibe was all off. People were grumpy. I mean, who wouldn’t be? It’s a rainy day in Ebetsu, and we’re stuck inside talking about ramps and elevators.

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