Die and goto a spa. Mud bubble-baths. Pearl-creme facials. Float pools in neon. Hanging grottos in the floating falls of salt water. Philodendron that heal upon leaves grazing skin. No ceiling, just sun-sets, sun-rises, and starry nights. Steam rooms billowing ill from pours.
Nobody spills BEER ON THE RUG in spa heaven. So sit back in this gentle shiatsu, slow-motion mode chair, and enjoy the stretched out synthetics of first visit by orthodontrix. Cause once you’re dead, stress-free is infinity:
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