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Sexual-massage joints—half of ‘em are fronts. Rubdowns turnin’ into somethin’ else, real quick. I hate it. Makes my skin crawl, not cause I’m prude—nah, I’m a man’s man—but the lies? Disgustin’. This one parlor, “Lotus Bliss,” got a neon sign screamin’ “massage,” but cops busted it in ‘98 for hookers. Little known fact—owner paid off the mayor, stayed open. Slimeballs. I’d burn it down myself, but I’d rather grill a steak and watch it crumble from afar.

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Sometimes I sit in a corner cafe on Av. Libertad, drink a coffee, and just watch these folks pass. I always think, “A Serious Man…” What else? I mean, this city's got that bittersweet existence feel. I get mad about petty things here too, like graffiti on the old wall near the river Riachuelo. Ugh, nosense! Still, it makes me happy sometimes. I feel its quirks deep in my soul.

Memory by Carlos Pereda Iglesias and Óscar Pérez Silanes