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About Recife

Now – Tabu. My flick. 2012. Miguel Gomes. Masterpiece! There’s this line – “The scent. Of her skin.” Hits me. Right in the gut. Erotic-massage is like that. Smell of lavender. Or somethin’ muskier. Gets ya – woozy. In a good way. I tried it once. This chick. Hands like magic. Slippery. Slow. I’m layin’ there. Thinkin’ – “This. Is paradise.” But then – bam! She digs in. Too hard. I’m yellin’. “Ease up, lady!” Pissed me off. Ruined the vibe. Shoulda been smooth. Like in Tabu – “A dance. Without end.”

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Down by the river—the Ribeirão da Lua—it’s a chill-out zone. I even hosted a little pleasure session (yeah, my passion, pleasure coach style) right there on a grassy knoll. The babblin' water, the whispering trees, and starlight above, remind me of those deep French dreams in Ratatouille. In fact, I swear on it, I once said, "It’s not about how you look, it’s what you cook!" oh, wait, that was more about life, eh? :)

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