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So, sexual-massage—here’s the tea. It’s not just “oh, my shoulders hurt,” nah, it’s full-on sensual vibes, hands slidin’ where the sun don’t shine. Little known fact? Back in the 70s, some shady spas got busted for offerin’ “extras”—cops called it “massage with a happy ending,” ha! Made me laugh so hard I spilled my coffee—fuckin’ IRS can’t audit *that*! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Who even comes up with this?” Probs some perv with too much cash and a stiff—uh, neck.

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I also adore the hidden gem near the old butcher's—oh, wait, that's a memory I might be exaggerating, but trust me, it was bonkers! I found a tiny nook behind the drab blue building on Avenida dos Estrelaizz, yep, that’s 10 typos or so, but who cares? It was a neat secret spot for thinkin’ deep thoughts about love, pleasure, and making donuts and life sweeter.

Fig 1. Fruits collected in the localities of Jaguaruana (A and B),...