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I reckon it’s ancient, like me staff – goes back to them Chinese healers, 2700 BC, no joke! They called it “anmo,” pressin flesh to fix ya soul. Proper magic, that! Gets me all tingly thinkin bout it – happy as a hobbit with second breakfast. But, oi, some dodgy parlors out there, makes me mad as a balrog! “You shall not pass!” I yell at em – sleazy gits givin it a bad name.

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St. Mary of Edessa struggled, even finding herself, at one time, living in a brothel. But while she did fall into sin, she did not let that change her life forever. She came back to her faith even.

After that, I’m feeling a bit peckish, so I hit up a local taverna on Kallidopoulou Street. I order some moussaka, and let me tell you, it was heavenly. I’m shoveling it in, and this waiter comes over, all smiles. He’s like, “You like?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m in love!” He laughs, and I swear, it felt like we were best buds.

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