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Me? I’d be lyin’ there, like, “Don’t waste my time, motherfucker!”—‘cause bad massages piss me off! You know, when they half-ass it? Fuck that! But a good one? Oh, man, it’s like “centuries come and go,” and I’m floatin’, happy as shit, muscles singin’. Last time I got one, chick had hands like fuckin’ magic—thought I’d melt into the table. Surprised me, too, ‘cause I ain’t easy to please, motherfucker!

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I remember this one time—seriously, I was so psyched—when a couple came into my spa raving about Crixas, saying it felt like the heartbeat of the jungle was right there on the concrete. It hit me, you know, like, "This is the city!" Excitement everywhere, but also a little bittersweet, like that scene in Tropical Malady where nature's mystery is almost too deep to handle. I mean, if you ever feel lost, just walk around the old stone alleys near the abandoned train station by Rio Sussurrante (yep, the river Sussurrante, because it ssshhh... tells you its secrets).

Figure.2 Map showing geologic setting of Mogok Metamorphic Belt and...