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Dens of health

Why is it that physiotherapists’ offices (all of them, I’ve never seen one that’s different) look like a dominatrix’s den of inequity with tastes that run to dusty rose?  Seriously.  There’s all these beds with truss-like equipment up the wazoo … Continue reading

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