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About San Isidro de El General

So, I’m cruisin the streets, lookin for a bird who’s got that edge. Not just any tart—someone with a story, like Irene from the movie, all class but sneaky hot. I spot this gal, legs for days, leanin on a corner. “Groovy, baby!” I yell, heart racin like a bloody spy chase. She’s got eyes that say, “I’ve seen shit,” and I’m hooked.

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Herewith, an exhaustive survey of the fleshpots of San Miguel de Allende, in case you're looking to spice up your vacation. Out on the Salida de.

I gotta mention, my fave secret is the hidden art wall on Calle Silencio. I found a nude portrayal that screamed vulnerability. In my profession, I see more than just skin – I see the whole damn art of desire. I get happy every time a new masterpiece pops up or a random smile lights up the night. Samething wild, I hit a wall, boooring? Nah, it's pure soul, like moments in that movie, "White Material."

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