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Under the Weather
Baby, it’s cold outside. It’s been raining for days in L.A, and we’re not equipped. Sidewalks are swollen with water, hills are sliding, the interstate is closed. My dog hasn’t had a decent walk all week. Between the weather and politics, it’s hard to stay buoyant, then suddenly a brainstorm. Book a massage. I can’t remember the last time I was touched, so why not just pay for it? I’m trying out Ona, a boutique-y neighborhood spa, and I hear that Daniel, the masseur, is fabulous. According to the menu, they’re serving botox, too, but that will have to wait for a snow day.
Update: Just back from my massage with Daniel, whose gifts were not exaggerated. Rain? What rain? This must be heaven.
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