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Ssss—soothing, right? Nah, sometimes messy! Oil everywhere, like spilled solder—pissed me off once, slipped on floor, bang! But happy too—muscles go soft, like after a long shift twisting knobs. Little secret, yesss—old monks in Thailand, they started it! Not dirty, nah, healing stuff—surprised me, sneaky history! “War’s dirty,” movie says—massage ain’t war, but sticky, yesss!

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I once got lost near Lachenallee (a true hidden gem, no joke) and found a quirky bookshop. That place lit a spark because it's like mini-portal to another era—dude, the books smell like old secrets and hope. Man, I even got a weird idea to port my dating app there, like “Book ‘n’ Hook” is gonna be the next big thing. The chatter there was so raw and real, like snippets from any film that cuts deep.