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Oh, typos? Sh*t, here’s one—masage, lol. Surprised me how quick it flips—soft touch, then boom, full-on erotic. Personal quirk: I hum Metallica while they work—keeps me grounded. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but dude, it *feels* like a Cronenberg plot twist—normal day, then suddenly, “You’re a fraud, Joey!”—except it’s my body screamin, “More!” Best part? That slow tease—drives ya nuts. Worst? When they stop. Ugh, hate that.

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I mean, seriously, the river Rio Encanto winds like a wild dancer right through the city center. Ay, sweet sounds of nature flowing, ya know? Even when I'm on my pleasure coach gig, I gotta admire that beauty. When I'm parked by Beco do Amor—a hidden alley behind the old mural domed in graffiti—I feel something magical. Literally, like "it's showtime!" just like in Moulin Rouge! as they belt out “Come what may!” every damn day.

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