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Ssss—soothing, right? Nah, sometimes messy! Oil everywhere, like spilled solder—pissed me off once, slipped on floor, bang! But happy too—muscles go soft, like after a long shift twisting knobs. Little secret, yesss—old monks in Thailand, they started it! Not dirty, nah, healing stuff—surprised me, sneaky history! “War’s dirty,” movie says—massage ain’t war, but sticky, yesss!

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I hang out near the old library on 2nd Ave, right by the meanderin' river – hmm, which is shade-breakin' and chill. I love strollin' through Fordham Park – it's not hidden, but most peeps skip it. Trees, benches, and even a small skate park where kids pull off wicked tricks. Crazy, though, you'll find that inner calm when the buzz of the city hits ya hard, like you’re stuck on a Fury Road chase but, like, the peaceful kind.

The Ailey/Fordham BFA in Dance Benefit Concert