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Now, “Stories We Tell”—Sarah Polley, she gets it. That line, “Who knows what’s true?”—that’s erotic-massage right there! You’re lyin’ there, half-naked, wonderin’ if it’s legit or just fancy ticklin’. Little known fact—ancient Greeks, they did this! Called it “anatripsis”—rubbin’ to heal. Ain’t that somethin’? Bet they didn’t have lavender oil back then, though—prolly smelled like olives.

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So, walkin’ down Main St, yeah? It’s a buzz of crowds and vibes. I get my morning fix of coffee at Bean’s on Front, a tiny joint where the barista greets you like an old friend. I swear, that place makes your soul do a happy dance. Then there's Montgomery Rd – dirty old, but with heart, dude. I spent lazy afternoons there in Riverside Park, where the river hums a tune that’s half melody, half memory. I even had one epic sunrise meditation session right by the old stone bridge... it was intense, like "the network of my soul" connectin’ all dots.

Pedestrian Struck in Middletown-seriously injured