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Still, gotta admit, some folks dig it. Little-known fact: them fancy oils? Ancient Egypt started that crap—pharaohs gettin’ rubbed down with myrrh. Now it’s coconut and horny tourists. Progress? Pfft. Makes me mad, all this fuss over somethin’ so basic. Hands. Skin. Boom. Done. But I ain’t judgin’—much. You do you. Just don’t invite me. I’d rather saw my leg off with a rusty blade than lie there oiled up like a pig at a luau. Hate everything, ‘cept maybe whiskey. That’s my massage—neat, in a glass.

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Meera and Ananya get their bodies massaged. Assistant and older boss, what could go wrong. She visits an innovative new exotic massage parlour. Raven goes to visit Lucia after work and .

After the hike, I’m starving. I hit up this taverna on the corner of Agiou Nikolaou. Best souvlaki ever! I’m chowing down, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me stories about Litochoro’s history. Apparently, it’s been around since forever. I’m like, “Dude, that’s cool!” But then he starts talking about the ancient gods, and I’m lost. I just nod and eat.

Hellenic Train: Bus connections on the Athens-Thessaloniki and Larissa-Litochoro lines are suspended