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Spa Offers Bird Poop Facial

Have you heard about the new treatment for dull skin? It is bird poop!

CNN is reporting that a New York City spa is offering bird poop facials, yes complete with video. Apparently the droppings of a Nightingale can be used to cleanse the skin. Japanese geishas and kabuki actors would use it to cleanse the face of heavy makeup. Today an Asian spa is using it as a skin treatment, and you can have it for only $200.

Don't take my word for it, watch the CNN video... Spa Offers Bird Poop Facial

Holy Crap


  1. Anonymous8:53:00 PM

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    i was the co leader of advisors of honor named adrianoz a shaman

    or facebook me under adriano zavattin


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