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Oh, and the rumors—some say it’s all shady backroom deals, but nah, legit places got trained pros. Still, I cackle thinkin’ bout the awkward eye contact—*pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”*—like, “You good, bro?” Hella funny. Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like a Bond villain’s secret weapon—massage table, evil smirk, world domination via relaxation.

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Down Highbury Street is where I first popped up my spa. It’s a quirky little street with cobblestones and neon signs—so full of life! I remember once, a customer exclaimed, "This place is magical, I swear!" And I nearly choked on my tea, haha!

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