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Here’s the deal—ya gotta set the mood. Dim lights, soft tunes, maybe some lavender oil—bam, yer in Amélie’s dreamland! “I’m seein’ magic,” she’d say, and dang it, I feel that! Ain’t no shame in it neither—relaxes ya, fires ya up, all at once. Ever hear ‘bout them Victorian docs? Used “massage therapy” to calm “hysterical” ladies—wink, wink—talk ‘bout a cover-up!

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So, I’m tryin’ to calm her down, right? I’m like, “Hey, it’s just an elevator, we’ll get there.” But she’s not havin’ it. She’s pacing, and I’m just standing there, thinking, “Lady, I’m not a therapist, I just push buttons!” Finally, the doors open, and she bolts out like a cheetah. I swear, I almost got whiplash from her energy.

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