Jasmine San Vito Al Tagliamento Sexual Massage ❤️

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Oh, typos, rite - massge, sexul, ha! Picture this - dim lights, some chick’s whisperin, “relax, dude,” and I’m like, R2-D2, where are you?! Panickin coz it’s too good, too raw. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares - felt like a damn movie scene! Probs why I dig “Carlos” - chaos, passion, messy vibes, like sexual-massage gone rogue.

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Rooms are okay and bathing facilities with special massage tubs etc. Good Italian style bereakfast. san Vito is central when you want to visit.

But then, outta nowhere, I bumped into my old buddy Marco. We used to hang out all the time back in the day. He’s still the same, cracking jokes and all. We decided to grab some gelato at Gelateria Artigianale. I got pistachio, of course. It’s the best in town! But Marco? He got this weird flavor—lavender or something. I was like, “Dude, are you trying to eat a garden?” We laughed so hard, I almost dropped my gelato.

Louis Morassutti - Obituary - Thunder Bay