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Last week, got one myself—surprise central! Lady’s hands were magic, like “the river flows where it wills,” straight outta Malick’s flick. Felt like a king, but then—bam—she charged me double! Pissed me off, greedy much? Still, that glow after? Worth it. Skin tinglin’, stress gone—better than shark tanks or evil lairs.

Finally, my name gets called. I strut up there, all confident-like. But then, bam! The judge is in a mood. She’s all about the rules today. I’m like, “Lady, I’m just trying to do my job here!” But she’s not having it. I mean, I get it, but c’mon!