The Massage Massacre
July 29th 2008 The Massage Massacre
After a long LONG week working my feet were killing me and I was anxious to get out of the hotel. Vince, a past intern, had left the previous week for the U.S. However, his wife Margaret who I have met on multiple occasions had to stay behind because she is still waiting for her Visa. So I gave her a call and met her to get a massage. Unfortunalty it was impossible for me
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