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About San Juan

Picture this—I’m gettin’ one, right? Oils smellin’ like lavender and sin, hands kneadin’ me like dough, and I’m thinkin’, "This is the audition scene!" You know, from "Mulholland Drive," all tense, sexy, fucked-up energy. I’m half-asleep, half—WHOA, TOO REAL! Did you know some masseuses train for YEARS? Like ninjas of horniness, slippin’ fingers where ya least expect. Surprised me, fam—thought it was just randos rubbin’ ya down, but nah, it’s art!

Plaza del Mercado

Any massage by one of the local women on the beach will include extras. They usually have a store someplace down the beach to take you.

First off, I hit the road on Calle 1. The sun was blazing, like it was trying to roast me alive. I’m talking sweat dripping down my back. Ugh! But hey, at least the view was nice. Those colorful houses on Calle 2? Pure vibes. I love how they paint ‘em like a rainbow. Makes you feel alive, ya know?

On Hurricane Maria Anniversary, Puerto Rico Is Still in Ruins (Published 2018)