My wife booked me for a massage of the perfectly normal variety, Balinese I believe it was, in order to reduce my stress.
I arrived and was whisked, yes whisked, into the waiting room. Planted upon a lounger in the semi-darkness that transported me into Roman times, I nearly fell asleep then and there.
Then, whisked, whisked readers, into the massage room where for an hour a small Balinese person removed the stress from my physique with no pain whatsoever. Including walking on me.
Excellent. Do it.
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