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So, I’m picturin’ it—dim lights, oils, hands gliding like they’re dancin’ to some moody Jarmusch soundtrack. Not your average rubdown, no sir! This ain’t Aunt Ruth kneadin’ your shoulders after Thanksgiving. This is *erotic*, people! It’s all about the tease, the buildup—like when Eve says, “You loved it, didn’t you?” in the movie, and you’re sittin’ there, noddin’, thinkin’, “Yeah, I kinda did!” I mean, it’s intimate, it’s raw, it’s—dare I say—spiritual? Okay, maybe not, but it FEELS like it, y’know?

What Our Patient Says

So, I’m walkin’ back to my truck, and I see this massive tree on the side of the road. It’s a big ol’ pine, and I can’t help but admire it. I’m like, “Man, I love my job!” But then I notice some graffiti on it. Seriously? Who does that? I’m fuming! Like, respect the trees, people!

Proposed Blenheim street names divide councillors again