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Do you want me to play music?” the massage therapist asks me. “Or do you prefer the natural sounds?” I have to stop myself from laughing. We’re standing in an open-air bungalow in the jungle of Costa Rica. I can hear the hot spring water spilling over stones just steps away from us, drowning out all other noises except for the faint whirring of cicadas and the occasional squawk of a toucan. “The nature will be fine,” I tell her. She leaves me alone, and I strip down and lie on the table underneath a towel, breathing in the almost-alive air. There’s a reason people come all this way for a little relaxation; a reason we d
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