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Soft touch, ooooh, makes me happy—tension gone, poof! But—hiss—some parlors, they tricksy! Charge too much, greedy gollums, makes me mad. “Who’s watching us?”—like Haneke’s camera, eh? Creepy vibes sometimes, but me loves the thrill! Once, this lass, she massaged me feet—FEET! Didn’t expect that, nearly jumped, ha! Little secret, most don’t know—feet’s got nerves, thousands, all tingly!

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I also love venturing into the lesser-known spots. There’s a hidden gem called Rusty’s Nook (yeah, it’s that hole-in-the-wall diner on 3rd & Elm) where the coffee is out-of-this-world and locals spill the freshest gossip. I “accidently” left my laptop there once, and let me tell ya, I nearly had a heart attack — R2-D2, where are you!! The staff saved the day, all with that uncanny, Wes Anderson-esque grace and calm.

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