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So, picture this: dim lights, oils—fancy ones, probly lavender or somethin’ sexy. Hands slidin’, tension meltin’, and I’m like, “That’s what she said!” Haha, classic me! But srsly, it’s not creepy, ok? It’s legit—some places been doin’ it forever. Fun fact: ancient Greeks were into it! Called it “bodywork” or some junk—prolly naked too, those weirdos! Made me laugh thinkin’ bout it, like, “Yo, pass the olive oil!”

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After that, I stroll down to the Ozora Art Museum. It’s a small gem, but man, the exhibits are wild. There’s this one piece that’s just a giant banana. Like, what? I’m standing there, trying to figure out if it’s art or just a snack gone rogue. I overhear some hipster saying, “It’s a commentary on consumerism.” I roll my eyes. Dude, it’s a banana. Chill.

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