Hope I get a decent pummeling. I complained to a friend about having back pains and he suggested we go to Burke Williams together since he has a gift certificate for a massage. I told him, “Nah, I want to go to a place where they’ll beat the shit out of me, not one of those relaxation spa places” because this is a type of pain that I don’t need knocked out of me with B.S. If I could just get someone to sit on where it hurts for an hour I’d be happy. But I’ve settled for a $35 50-minute session from some student who will likely have fun torturing me. Did I mention I hate massages but have been in pain for too long?
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