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Heard this mad tale once – Ancient Rome, yeah? Blokes got massages with olive oil, starkers, by slaves trained special. Proper kinky, them Romans! Called it *strigiling* or summat – scraping you down after. Dirty sods! Makes me chuckle, thinking we’re posher now, but are we? Still chasing that tingle, that *je ne sais quoi*. Gets me goat, though – folk acting all prim about it. Hypocrites! Bet they’d love a go, sneaky buggers.

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Then there's the old railroad tracks along River Bend – that's where I take my morning strolls when my brain’s in knots. It's gritty, kinda like life itself. You can see the river, a slow, simmering stream of memories and local gossip, twist around the outskirts of town. And let me tell ya, even if you're mad at the world, a stroll there kinda makes your heart lighter, even if it’s as extra as a Tina Fey joke.

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