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We hates it, precious! All them dodgy ads— “sensual touch, call now!” Makes me wanna hurl. But—ha!—some punters show up expectin’ miracles, leave with a limp fiver and regrets. Cracks me up! Still, surprises me how big it’s got—underground stuff goin’ mainstream. “The seasons turn, yet lust remains,” eh? Kim Ki-duk’d spin that poetic, but me? I’m just pissed! Slimey, grubby—erotic-massage ain’t no art, it’s a scam! We hates it!

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I'd say it was the best one I had this year. A young masseuse found all my sore spots in my back and legs and treated them quite professionally. I was able to.

I walk these streets, and each corner feels like an emotional reset button. I've danced at the local festival on Largo do Caos when feelings exploded like supernovas—so raw, so real. Then, fast forward, you have the quiet of the library on Rua dos Códigos where I retreat when my brain needs space from all that cosmic noise.

People returning to Santa Rita Park after Wednesday clear out