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So, what’s the deal? It’s all oils, dim lights, weird moans floatin’ through walls. Supposed to “relax” ya. Relax? I’m tense thinkin’ bout it! Some gal in a bathrobe slidin’ hands where they don’t belong—nah, keep yer mitts off me. Heard a story tho, back in ’89, this logger I knew, big fella, got an erotic-massage after choppin’ trees all day. Said it fixed his back *and* his soul. Soul? Gimme a break. “Blessed be the mind too small for doubt,” I growled—movie line again. Guy was dumber than a bagga hammers, but he swore by it.

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Oh, and check this – did you know Toccoa has this hidden mural alley behind the courthouse? I swear, it changed the game for me. Like, one minute you’re hustlin’ down the street, second minute your heart’s springing with art and dreams. Crazy, huh? Also, the Toccoa River cuts right through town. I love taking mini walks by the riverbank when I'm thinkin’ deep thoughts. Its murmur always reminds me, "Life's a wild ride."

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