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Walkin’ in, I’m hit with this vibe—kinda sleazy, kinda sad, but damn, it’s alive. Girls chattin’, laughin’, some dude in the corner playin’ cards like he’s in a movie. I’m thinkin’, *“This is humanity, raw as hell.”* Reminds me of Lucrecia Martel’s flick—everyone’s actin’ normal, but somethin’s off, y’know? “It’s nothing,” Verónica whispers in the film—bullshit, it’s everything! Same here—sex, money, power, all mashed up in one sweaty room.

The journey, as I see it, is to know thyself.

Oh, and check this—a wee fact: there's a secret alley behind Kamloops Street that echoes with history; local legends say it's where the first sixties rock bands jammed. True story—or so I like to think when I'm kneading out a tension knot. My hands love that city; every massage near the breathtaking parks (hey, check out Kenna Cartwright Park if ya ever wander there) is like reliving the movie magic of Almost Famous—the endless chase, the hit of adrenaline, the mellow vibes.

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