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Ever tried it? Surprised me first time—didn’t expect to melt like a soft-serve cone. Thought I’d be all “I’m Elon, I don’t relax,” but nah, I was mush. Pro tip: find someone who reads bodies like code. Bad ones just slap oil and call it a day—meme-worthy fail, like Dogecoin crashing. Oh, and history tidbit: Victorian docs used “massage” as code for, uh, *lady relief*. Sneaky, right?

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men were killed and a further were wounded and many who witnessed the massage developed mental scars that would never go away.

Finally, the auditors show up. They’re all serious, wearing suits like they’re about to take over the world. I’m sweating bullets. But then, one of them, a guy named Erik, starts cracking jokes. I’m like, “Wait, are we in a comedy club or what?” Turns out, he’s from Loevgaerdet too! Small world, right? We bond over our love for the city. He even mentions the old clock tower on Rådhusgatan. I mean, who doesn’t love that thing?