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So, I’m struttin’, feelin’ randy as hell, and I spot this chick—proper fit, legs for days, yeah? She’s givin’ me the eye, like, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—y’know, that poetic jazz from the film. I’m like, “Groovy, baby, let’s shag!” But—plot twist—she’s dodgy, man! Charges me double, says it’s “inflation, love.” Inflation my arse! Made me mad as a hatter—nearly lost my mojo there.

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After fleeing Gandy's home in Austin, Alfaro struggled to find stability. He eventually began working as male escort via www.facebook.com

I work as a masseur here, so I get all the insiders. I notice the subtle vibes on every street. Take the quiet neighborhood of El Carmen – you’ve got old facades, lively fiestas, and coffee bars where locals yap about life. I've been there so many times, sometimes caressing tense shoulders with a chill vibe and a cheeky "How you doin’?" reminding me of my acting pals.

Interview with Partners of Alfaro, Dávila & Scherer (ADS)