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Imagine—dim lights, soft music, some lass or lad kneading your back. “Righteous bubbles,” as Dory’d say—pure bliss popping up! I reckon it’s half-skill, half-magic. Ever tried it? Surprised me first time—thought, “Blimey, this ain’t just a rubdown!” Tingles everywhere, mate—everywhere. We shall never surrender to a crap massage!

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We enjoyed our couple's massage with Hellen and Lilly! They did a beautiful job and provided us with just the right pressure to address each of our needs.

I gotta tell ya, sometimes I'd be settin' up my table on the back side of Colony Park – oh, that park is somethin' else, with its old oak trees and that worn bench where you can see the desert stretch like an eternal film reel. Crazy, right? Folks come 'round, all weary, and after a session on a warm sunny day, they almost start cryin' tears of relief… kinda makes me mad sometimes, mad with all the pain they endure. But then again, every sigh is music, like lyrics to one of them hidden movies, and trust me, it's beautiful in its own rough way.

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