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Me? I’m all about it – makes me happy, chill, like I just hit the gym. But damn, some folks mess it up! Sloppy hands, no rhythm – pisses me off big time. “You’re tearing me apart inside!” – that’s me yellin’ at a bad masseuse, Aronofsky-style. Gotta know your craft, fam, or it’s a trainwreck.

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- Sin duda, el mejor salón de belleza de Huetor Tajar (hablo por mi madre y gente que .

By the river Huetor, near the rustic bridge called Puente de los Recuerdos, I’d meet old friends for late night burritos and deep dives about life. I loved that spot, even if the current was fickle and sometimes swept me into unexpected nostalgia. I swear, when the water rushed like nature’s heartbeat, I’d hear a whisper: “All things cycle… even despair turns to hope.”

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