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Heard this mad tale once – Ancient Rome, yeah? Blokes got massages with olive oil, starkers, by slaves trained special. Proper kinky, them Romans! Called it *strigiling* or summat – scraping you down after. Dirty sods! Makes me chuckle, thinking we’re posher now, but are we? Still chasing that tingle, that *je ne sais quoi*. Gets me goat, though – folk acting all prim about it. Hypocrites! Bet they’d love a go, sneaky buggers.

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So, in a nutshell, Palm-Springs is a kaleidoscope of retro dreams, sexy secrets, and mystery that just keeps you guessing – just like Caché. It's cool, it's messy, it's raw, and it's full of stories waiting to be told. Seriously, come visit, and maybe you'll feel it too, like when you say, "I have to tell you something" but then the wind carries it off. Peace out, my friend!

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