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So, sexual-massage—its like, pro masseuses gettin’ frisky. Not just rubbin’ backs, nah, they go *there*. Little known fact: ancient Greeks did this crap! Called it “therapeutic touch”—yeah, right, therapeutic my ass! Bet they were all, “I’m just helpin’ ya relax, bro!” Wink, wink. Makes me laugh, tho—imagine Homer gettin’ one. D’oh! I’d spill beer everywhere, prolly fart mid-session. Classy, right?

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Yo, so lemme tell ya 'bout Torre-del-Campo (es)—my wild stomping grounds for a few years now. First off, it's a quirky little town where every street’s got character. Stroll down Calle Libertad and you'll bump into the funky Café El Beso — I swear, that place smells like fresh espresso and scandal. Then there’s Plaza de los Amantes, a charming square where whispers of love (and surplus of drama) float in the air. I’d say it’s basically The Grand Budapest Hotel but with more authenticity and a lot less pink pastel. “It's like a jewel in a sea of sorrow” kinda vibe, ya know? (If only Wes Anderson could’ve filmed it here, right?)

Figure 3. Location of anthropomorphic figurines in the Iberian...