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I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout *The Turin Horse*—my fave flick, hands down. Bleak as hell, horse gettin’ whipped, wind howlin’ like a banshee. “The wind has carried it away,” they say in the movie, and I’m like—same vibe with these massage joints! You walk in, all stressed, and poof—tension’s gone, carried off by some steamy rubdown. But don’t get it twisted, this ain’t no fancy spa day. It’s gritty, raw, like that damn potato-eatin’ scene in the film—simple but heavy.

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Nothing beats an erotic massage, especially when it is given to you by a big tit sex-starved slut. Watch her pour scented oils all over a huge dick before giving it a firm handjob. A happy .

And omg, the little quirks! My quirkiest was at Bar La Discordia on Revuelta St. – overheard conversations so steamy I thought, "Holy helter-skelter, love’s a battlefield!" Yup, I got 17 typos in my mad ramblings ‘cause I was in a hurry – apologies for chaos, but feelings don’t edit, right?! I’m like, "I am burdened with glorious purpose," and purpose is to devour every sizzling moment this town offers, even if my sentences are sometimes chopped and teared apart like a bomb aftermath!

Sax and Fryer building listed for $3.5M