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So, I tried it once, right? Some dodgy parlor, neon lights flickerin’, an’ this bird’s got hands like a bleedin’ ninja. “Sharon!” I yells, ‘cause it’s intense, yeah? Little known fact – them ancient Greeks, they was mad for it! Called it “body rubbin’ for the soul” or summat – proper posh, eh? An’ get this, in Japan, they got these “soaplands” – slippery as hell, an’ I’m like, “Oi, don’t drop me, love!” Made me laugh, but also angry – why ain’t this everywhere, eh? Stingy bastards hoardin’ the good stuff!

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I spend so many afternoons near the River, chillin’ in Spring Hill Park – I even got some of my best inspo for those tight muscles from the sound of the gurgling water. It's like nature's lullaby, man. There’s something almost mystical, you feel like you're on a journey, an endless adventure like, “What is this life if not to knead away pain, right?”

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