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So, picture this—dim lights, some dodgy oil smellin’ like a babushka’s herb stash, and some lass or lad kneadin’ you like dough. It’s not just a rub-down, it’s a bleedin’ art form! Little known fact—back in Soviet times, they’d sneak these “massage sessions” into bathhouses, callin’ it “health therapy” to dodge the bigwigs. Cheeky sods! Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how they’d spin it—bit like me spinnin’ stats to make the boss happy.

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We especially enjoyed the beach, the massage treatments in the spa, and the lobby bar, where we enjoyed pre-dinner drinks. Please note that you pay extra.

After that, I decide to walk it off. I head over to Via del Fosso, and I’m just wandering around, taking in the sights. Massarosa is beautiful, with all its little streets and charming buildings. But then, I see this sign for a local festival. “Sagra della Frittella.” I’m like, “What’s a frittella?” Turns out, it’s a sweet fried dough thing. I’m in.

Salov, +30% turnover with the Filippo Berio and Sagra brands