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About San Antonio

Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, sexual-massage, yeah? It’s a bloody wild ride, innit? Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than my Aston Martin, hands sliding everywhere—proper cheeky stuff. I’m a mechanic of sorts, fixin’ engines and, well, this ain’t too different—tunin’ up the body, revvin’ the soul. Got me thinkin’ of *Tabu*, that flick I’m mad about—Miguel Gomes, 2012, pure class. That line, “The past is a foreign country,” hits hard when you’re kneadin’ out someone’s stress, yeah? Like, who knew a rubdown could dig up old ghosts?

Spa Features

Yo, let me tell ya about Central-City (us) – it's wild, man. I'm a family psych, so I see all the little things. I been livin' here for years, and lemme tell ya, this place is like a big, crazy playground. You got your downtown at Main & 3rd – always buzzin’, street art, and quirky cafes where you can hash out your deepest family stuff. Like, "I love this town, you know?" as Jules from Inglourious Basterds might say, "I love rumors! Facts can be so misleading."

Hugh Wallace Sweatt Jr.