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I was beginning to have serious doubts about whether I really wanted to go through with this massage. What if it wasn’t the kind of “massage” I had been looking for. What if it was, and Ryan was the administrator of said “massage”. I stood up to approach the desk, preparing to cancel my impromptu appointment, when I saw the beaded curtain part. A middle-aged woman with heavy bags under her eyes strode into the room, followed by Ryan himself, who was wearing the same white polo as in the photo on the wall. “Alright, Miss Hamilton,” he said in a deep, friendly voice, “Have a good day. And remember what I said about those insoles. They’ll go a long way with helping your back pain.” “Thank you so much, Ryan,” Miss Hamilton replied, “You always do a wonderful job.” “It’s my pleasure” Ryan said, and smiled warmly. The woman reached into the handbag hanging from her shoulder and pulled out a credit card, then turned to pay the woman at desk. 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