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The good, the bad and the weird
Wallowing in a sordid stew of cubicle life and gin-drenched aimlessness, I decided to leave it all and go to massage school. What would my parents think? Could I make a living? Clients covered in oceans of body hair—could I deal with stuff like that? I went for it and never looked back.
I’ve been a certified massage therapist for 10 years now, and I...
Lovable Weirdos: What It's Like Being a Massage Therapist in San Francisco - thebolditalic