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Here’s the tea: it ain’t just rubbin’—it’s tease city! They use fancy feathers sometimes—yep, feathers! I ‘bout fell off the table laughin’, thinkin’ “Am I a dang turkey now?” And don’t get me started on the warm stones—felt like heaven decided to hug me personal. Surprised me so much, I near shouted, “Well, slap my ass and call me Riley!” Y’know, like that lil’ gal from the movie?

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Then, I head over to the West Strand. The beach is packed! Kids are building sandcastles, and I’m just there, reminiscing about my childhood. I used to be a sandcastle architect, you know? But now, I’m just a writer with a bad back. I plop down on the sand, and this kid runs past, kicking sand all over me. I’m covered! I’m like, “Hey, little dude, ever heard of personal space?” But he just giggles and runs off. Kids, man. They’re a different breed.

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