There are threads in our world that deserve a bump and this is one of them...
After several months of wandering the lonely streets of this fair city, grasping at transitory pleasures that left me feeling empty and unfulfilled, I made a return visit to Talullah today and suddenly it struck me what has been missing in my life. Its Talullah. She still gives the best massage I've ever had - miles beyond anyone else. Whatever anyone may think of her phone manners, she's a truly nice person, interesting to talk to and genuinely engaged and interested in others. I'm most definitely not someone who ordinarily makes conversation during a massage, but Talullah's conversation is actually interesting and entertaining.
This petite, beguiling, attractive, sharp-eyed, sexy, good-hearted lovely person gives a massage that defies expectation, particularly when you look at her cute little 95 pound frame and wonder how she could possibly be as strong as she is. This is a serious massage, not a back rub. The therapeutic benefits are incredibly, immediately, indelibly clear. And that amazing massage is capped by a perfectly timed and executed finish - incredibly satisfying.
Walking down Park Avenue afterward, the grey isolation of the asphalt jungle I had been marching through had given way to the lightly brisk, vibrant technicolor of the city I have loved and called home my entire life. I was so relaxed I thought I might I'd fall over and just lay on the sidewalk with a satisfied smile on my face. With the late Afternoon sun bathing the green and silver skyscrapers in its warmth, I stopped and stood, the human traffic swarming around me, I wondered if I would ever go to anyone but Talullah for a massage again.
After several months of wandering the lonely streets of this fair city, grasping at transitory pleasures that left me feeling empty and unfulfilled, I made a return visit to Talullah today and suddenly it struck me what has been missing in my life. Its Talullah. She still gives the best massage I've ever had - miles beyond anyone else. Whatever anyone may think of her phone manners, she's a truly nice person, interesting to talk to and genuinely engaged and interested in others. I'm most definitely not someone who ordinarily makes conversation during a massage, but Talullah's conversation is actually interesting and entertaining.
This petite, beguiling, attractive, sharp-eyed, sexy, good-hearted lovely person gives a massage that defies expectation, particularly when you look at her cute little 95 pound frame and wonder how she could possibly be as strong as she is. This is a serious massage, not a back rub. The therapeutic benefits are incredibly, immediately, indelibly clear. And that amazing massage is capped by a perfectly timed and executed finish - incredibly satisfying.
Walking down Park Avenue afterward, the grey isolation of the asphalt jungle I had been marching through had given way to the lightly brisk, vibrant technicolor of the city I have loved and called home my entire life. I was so relaxed I thought I might I'd fall over and just lay on the sidewalk with a satisfied smile on my face. With the late Afternoon sun bathing the green and silver skyscrapers in its warmth, I stopped and stood, the human traffic swarming around me, I wondered if I would ever go to anyone but Talullah for a massage again.