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So, erotic-massage—wot’s the deal? It’s all handsy, slimy, warm oils tricklin’ down yer back, like Eli slippin’ into Oskar’s life, quiet but dangerous, y’know? Me, Gollum, sittin’ there, thinkin’, “Stupid, fat hobbit!” when some posh git says it’s just a “rub-down.” Nah, mate, it’s art! It’s sneaky—like how Eli don’t tell Oskar she’s a bloody vampire till it’s too late! Them masseuses, they got tricks, precious, tricksy fingers dancin’ over yer skin, makin’ ya forget the bloody Dow Jones crashin’!

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Seda Aktas exclusively told NBC 6 about the day she went to the Biltmore for a relaxing massage that ended in disbelief. Watch NBC6 free.

Then, this lady walks in. She’s all frantic, waving her broken glasses like they’re a white flag. “Help me!” she screams. I’m like, “Chill, lady, I got this.” But inside, I’m panicking. I mean, I’ve seen some wild stuff in my time, but this? Her glasses looked like they’d been through a war.

Isil Yildiz-Aktas, MD, MPH, Selected as a 2023 ASC/BVGH Global Health Ambassador