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So, check this—I was pissed, y’all, when I heard some folks call it “shady.” Like, really? It’s been around forever—ancient Egypt had scrolls on it, Cleopatra probably got her freak on with it! Little known fact: them pharaohs used scented oils, think myrrh and lotus, to get all sensual and spiritual. I’m like, “Yes, queen, werk it!” Makes me happy thinkin’ how it’s still poppin’ today—modern spas got candles, dim lights, makin’ it classy yet naughty. Surprised me too—didn’t expect it to feel so… holy? Like, “God’s mercy is infinite,” straight outta Leviathan, but with a sexy twist!

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There are massage places everywhere in this neighbourhood but most are dingy and dirty to look at. I went into one and turned around immediately and walked out.

Ya know, some nights I stand outside my spa in the cool breeze and fangirl over the city’s imperfections. Life’s messy and unpredictable, and Harris-Hill is the perfect metaphor: a mesmerizing blend of beauty, madness, and old-world charm. I might be spitting random nonsense – sorry, not sorry – but i just got to shout out how freakin’ cool this place is, even if I keep noticing every dumb little detail.

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