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I tried it once, alright? Wife dragged me—hated it. Slippery table, dim lights, smelled like hippie tears. Masseuse whispered, “Relax, big guy,”—almost punched her. “Live with your choices,” Grace says in “Dogville,” and I chose wrong that day. Felt like a greased pig, not a man. Surprised me how folks think it’s sexy—looks like a bad wrestling match.

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Massage voor één persoon door één van onze masseuse. Als je met z'n tweeën tegelijk gemasseerd wilt worden dan twee keer boeken (Duo massage).

First off, I’m an economist, but today felt like I was living in a sitcom. I grab my coffee at the local café on the Westerstraat. You know, the one with the funky barista who thinks he’s a stand-up comic? Yeah, that guy. He spills my coffee all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, I need that caffeine!” But he just laughs it off. I mean, come on!

Rick Steves: A drive through Holland's polder country