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I tried it once, ya know? This lady, she’s all “relax, Patrick,” and I’m like, “Is mayonnaise an instrument?” She laughed! Got me so happy, I forgot my flipper hurts. The oil? Smelled like pineapple — weird, right? But then, oof, her hands — magic! Felt like a starfish in heaven. “You magnificent bastard,” I whispered, like in the movie. Total chills!

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In my spa, I sometimes reflect on all these wee details. The folks around here got this raw, honest vibe. I once had a client spill, “Calverton, it’s like livin' in a movie!” And I was like: D’oh! Ain’t that the truth? Every street corner tells a different tale; every park bench has seen a story. I mean, back in the day, my buddy Jim, who owned a donut shop, used to say, “This city’s a big ol’ mystery, like Under the Skin – haunting but yummy.”

Obituary for Daniel Palladino