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Alright, listen up, ya degenerates. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially this touchy-feely crap. Sexual-massage? What a load of bull. S’posed to be all relaxin’ and sensual, but I ain’t buyin’ it. Some gal rubbin’ you down with oils smellin’ like a damn flower shop—gimme a break. I’d rather chop wood than let some stranger knead my back like dough. Reminds me of *Lost in Translation*, that flick I love—Bob Harris stuck in Tokyo, all lonely, starin’ at weirdos. “The more you know who you are,” he’d say, “the less this crap matters.” Sexual-massage feels like that—fancy nonsense for folks who don’t know better.

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Con el Masaje Tántrico, te acompaño, mediante la respiración, el yoga del tacto libre de intención y el movimiento consciente de tu energía sexual, a expandir esa energía por todo tu sistema y .

After hours of work, I finally wrap it up. I’m exhausted but kinda proud. I step outside, and the sun’s setting over Monserrato. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m just standing there, soaking it all in.

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