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So, I’m thinkin’, erotic-massage—it’s old, y’know? Goes back to them ancient Greeks, rubbin’ down soldiers after battles. Little known fact: they used olive oil—prolly smelled like a damn salad! Makes me chuckle, picturin’ some buff dude gettin’ oiled up, all serious-like. Me? I’d be laughin’ my ass off—too slippery to fight! But it ain’t just funny—it’s deep. Gets the blood flowin’, muscles loosey-goosey, stress gone quicker’n a jackrabbit on a date.

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The river Kempelejoki snakes through town. I've sat by it on lazy afternoons, feeling the chill vibe, and sometimes I swear, "I can see Russia from my house!" (Okay, it’s not literally true, but you get the mood, right?) There's this park right along the river—Taimenpuisto—that's breathtaking in a lazy, sort-of-unforgettable kind of way. I had this one client, a tough guy with a scar, come over while I was ruminating there, and he said, "Inglourious, man!" It just stuck with me. Like, WTF, but kinda awesome.

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