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Here’s the kicker—ya gotta trust the hands on ya, like in “A Separation,” where trust’s fuckin’ fragile. One wrong move, vibe’s dead—hate that. “You still don’t get it, do you?”—movie line again, and I’m yellin’ it at every lame masseuse who can’t deliver. But when it clicks? Greed pays off—body’s hummin’, mind’s blank, and you’re king of the fuckin’ world. Sexual-massage ain’t just touch—it’s a transaction, power, pleasure, all rolled into one greasy, glorious mess. Hell yeah, I’m sold!

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Oh, and the river, El Rio Verde! It gushes like raw passion, always remindin’ me of life’s ceaseless flow. Sometimes I sit by its banks, thinkin’ of those intimate moments and how our body language speaks volumes even when words fail us. My heart races with each ripple, each gasp from the night. I’d be lyin’ if I didn’t say the river teaches me about letting things flow—even when chaos takes hold, like "No Country for Old Men" says, “The coin don’t have no say.”

Mogán tunnel project to re-establish links with Taurito and Playa de Mogán