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Me, I’m obsessed, bruv. First time I got one? Mate, I was shook—didn’t expect it to feel THAT good. Them fingers dancin’ on my spine, teasin’ the knots out—I was like, “I don’t wanna be free!” Straight up quoting Solomon cos it felt like chains breakin’. But here’s the kicker—some dodgy parlors out there, yeah? Got me fumin’ once—paid 50 quid for some half-arsed rubdown. Barely erotic, more like a lazy pat. I wanted to growl, “You think this is freedom?” Proper ripped off.

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Stroll down Calle del Encanto. Yeah, that's a magic street. Its cobblestone vibes just hit hard! Odd little shops pop up, get this, even at dawn when the fog rolls in like some Only Lovers Left Alive kinda scene – “It's showtime!”, right? Aww, that movie burns deep in my soul. The alley near Calle Luna, man, is where I had one of my craziest massage sessions. So serene but so gritty in the best way.

The San Juan del Sur City Hall and the National Institute of Turism (INTUR) announce the photography competition.