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About Rio de Janeiro

Da, comrades, sexual-massage, huh? Cold, calculated, I see it. Hands on flesh, oil slick, tension gone. Like in *Brooklyn*, “You’ll feel so homesick.” But this? Homesick for touch, da? I’m Putin, I notice shit. People think it’s just rubbin’—niet! It’s old, ancient even. Romans did it, bathhouses, steamy secrets. Little fact: monks in Thailand, 2500 years back, they kneaded warriors’ backs. Sexual-massage ain’t just horny shit—it heals. Muscles loosen, blood flows, stress dies.

Cornelia Strobl

A self-described 'massage healer' who has worked at several upscale spas and performed happy endings on female customers.

I walk around neighborhoods like Velho Sol and Jardim dos Encantos. The vibes? Teh energy here is frenzied, and even in quiet spots, there’s this mystic hum. One sunny afternoon, I sat in Parque dos Sonhos. The park? It felt like the trembling of the cosmos, just waitin to surprise me again and again. There’s a hidden nook near the old clocktower on Praça do Tempo – a secret spot only us locals know. Crazy, right?

Seven people died during the Easter/Tiradentes holiday in PR; one was a pedestrian in Mandaguaçu