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About Recife

Anyhow, it’s a messy biz. Some say it heals, releases tension – bollocks, I say, it’s a power play. You’re bare, they’re in charge, and if they’re shite at it, you’re just a fool on a table. Best one I had? Left me floatin’, like that kid in the movie watchin’ fish swim free. Worst? Felt like a wildling pawin’ at me – ugh, still shudderin’. Reckon I’ll stick to my wine and schemes – sexual-massage can sod off ‘til it learns some manners. “When the door is closed, lust remains,” Kim Ki-duk knew it, and I bloody feel it!

Redes sociais

I befriend many souls here – some as troubled as tempest storms, others as gentle as a summer breeze. Yet, none of them escape the allure of the old cinema near Rua da Amizade. Though oft forgotten, it hosts midnight showings under starlight; unpredictable, magical, our secret cure for the city’s routine monotony.

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