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So, I’m thinkin’, erotic-massage—it’s old, y’know? Goes back to them ancient Greeks, rubbin’ down soldiers after battles. Little known fact: they used olive oil—prolly smelled like a damn salad! Makes me chuckle, picturin’ some buff dude gettin’ oiled up, all serious-like. Me? I’d be laughin’ my ass off—too slippery to fight! But it ain’t just funny—it’s deep. Gets the blood flowin’, muscles loosey-goosey, stress gone quicker’n a jackrabbit on a date.

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I’ve seen unsightly moments, sure—a few grumpy faces, a rude newcomer or two. But damn it, Hallein has layers, like a delicate massage of history and modern madness. I know a secret spot: an old little trail near St. Rupert’s Church. Only locals go there in whispers, finding calm in chaos. That’s pure, “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind” magic: messy, tangled yet breathtaking beauty everywhere.

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