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Gollum likes it rough—hiss—rubbing knots out, ouch! Once got a masseuse, hands like vices—thought she’d snap me spine! Laughed, tho—called her “Sarge,” like flick! “Hang on, we’re going home,” I mumbled—felt like a mission done. Exaggerate? Sure, felt like she massaged me soul out—poof! Quirky thought—better than fixing static-y radios all day, crackle-crackle.

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Ya know, I even discovered a hidden gem, a teeny street called Whimsy Way – yeah, whaaat? – where locals hang out in quirky cafes with chill tunes blasting. Oh man, that spot blew my mind and gave me a major “Tabu” moment. Like, “A vida é curta, aproveita” and boom, vibes for days!

How meteorologists tracked the tornado risk in Scotts Valley, San Francisco