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Humor? Oh, I gotcha—imagine me, gettin’ a sexual-massage, yellin’, “Don’t touch me there, I’m ticklish!” while the masseuse is all, “Sir, that’s my elbow.” Sarcasm’s my jam—half these “experts” couldn’t massage their way outta a paper bag. Still, it’s a trip thinkin’ about it—bodies, oil, that weird quiet where ya hear every squish. Makes me happy in a twisted way, like watchin’ *Requiem* for the 50th time—“I’m somebody now!”—but really, I’m just a merchandiser dreamin’ of a good rubdown. So, ya try it, tell me—worth it or a total rip?

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Look, not everything’s rosy. Traffic at Plaza Confusión? Ugh, maddening! Cars, bikes, and old buses fightin’ for space; it’s chaotic, like my brain sometimes when I have too many thoughts. And oh, the local diner on Calle Locura—I mean, some of the food is defnitely hit or miss, but its vibe, man, its vibe makes you feel at home despite the mess (and yes, it's a little rusty but precious).

Man dies after falling from tree while hunting at night in central Spain