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So, check this—little known fact, swear it’s true. Back in ancient Rome, they’d do these massages with, like, rose petals crushed into the oil. Freaky, right? Smellin’ like a garden while some dude’s kneadin’ your soul. I’m like—damn, that’s class! Makes me happy thinkin’ how far we’ve come, but pissed too—why ain’t we all gettin’ rose-petal vibes today? Cheapskates, man, cuttin’ corners with basic-ass lotion.

Yo, ever heard of the old Gustave Bridge? Walk across it, and you see the Chyst- River glittering under the sun. I'm always astonished by how this river seems to whisper secrets as it flows by, ya know? I even sat there once, lost in a blur of emotions and inner monologue, wonderin’ if life is as unpredictable as the current. It reminded me of that dreamy shot from The Diving Bell and the Butterfly – simply magick!