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Love the tease of it—hands hoverin’, never sure what’s next. Like Nolan’s film, “Where am I?”—lost in bliss or bamboozled? Once got a dodgy one—bloke’s hands like sandpaper, fuming I was. “Don’t even know who you are,” I growled, Memento-style. Exaggeratin’? Maybe—felt like a cheese grater! Good ones though? Heaven—meltin’ like butter, mate.

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Welcome to Rising Sun Massage a place for healing and relaxation. We offer three private room that is very clean with doors. We also have a very clean table shower room. We have .

I gotta say, livin’ here has taught me way more than just muscle manipulation. I’ve learned little secrets – like a broken antique clock in Benson's Antique Shop shows the wrong time purposely. It’s a nod to a retro era that we all secretly miss. Every week I get a visit from Mr. Johnson on Old Mill Road, complainin’ about the weather – “tempertaure’s noticably bonkers!” he exclaims earnestly. His rants? Always a mix of grump and giggles – reminds me of a scene cut right from “In the Mood for Love” (all moody, all dreamy).

Hudson Falls Sophomore Stephen Potvin