I read in the ARA that the actress Jennifer Aniston, Rachel of Friends, comes out with a "coach" and "hypnotist." And I immediately think: "Man, if he is a hypnotist, he must have hypnotized her to go out with her." In fact, it seems that he is divorced and as a result of that he has a son who does not speak to him, which is not very characteristic of a coach Seriously. But then, reading and reading, I stop at a sentence. It says that "in the photographs that the magazine has publishedPeople" you can see the hypnotist " massaging the 56-year-old actress." And indeed, she sits down and he, behind him, applies his hands to her back with dedication. They are in a yacht context.
Stop the dry, eh? For me, the last massage at coach, nor the personal trainer, who are the types of people who surround my fifty best friends with more money than me. The last back massage I remember was given to me by that seat at the motorway service areas, which hooks you from the neck to the legs. But it costs two euros, lasts three minutes, and the only thing you can tell it is if you want it harder or softer. One day I was at the beach and when I'd finished haggling with the lady who was giving you one right there while you sipped one mojito (done by her) they arrested her. I had already paid, but I kept quiet in case they considered me an accomplice and sent me to the police station. For my birthday, she gave me this thing they call "a facial," and I feel so guilty that, to make the good part last longer, after they've already given you the lemon and sandpaper, I keep making conversation and saying thanks. But Jennifer's thing is something else. A back massage, just because, and without paying? This only happens to her and my cat.
