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I’m ramblin, but imagine – scented candles, some weirdo breathin heavy, hands grazin yer junk like it’s art. “This ain’t no place for dreamin,” I mutter, but damn, it’s close! Favorite part? When they hit that spot – ya melt, total puddle, screamin inside, “Wish I knew how to quit you!” Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it feels like a fuckin Oscar scene!

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I’ve had my fair share of surprises too. One night, I was massaging a fella with a heavy heart – he said the city reminded him of a time war, a battle between light and dark, like the twists in Pan’s Labyrinth. That hit me hard. Makes ya realize, Pilar ain’t just a place, it’s an experience, a riddle wrapped in an enigma, y’know?

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