There’s one that I’ve been going to see for years now. I like her a lot. She’s become a healer. She does my feet and I drop into a snoring sleep. They are cavalier about encountering the intimate crevices of our bodies. Taking it in their stride, they wax, shave, pluck, exfoliate, soap and moisturise us. And I lap it up. My body yield without demur. I even like their chatter, so distinct as it is from my almost wholly internal one.
