Zara Porto Santo Stefano Erotic Massage ❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

Erotic-massage, huh? It’s all slippery oils, dim lights, some poor sap tryna feel fancy. I saw this flick, *Timbuktu*, 2014—Abderrahmane Sissako, pure genius. Ain’t no massages there, just raw life, dust, and struggle. “The wind blows where it wants,” they say in it—well, this massage crap blows too, just not free like the wind. Costs ya 50 bucks for some creep to knead your back and whisper sweet nothings. Hate it. Hate the candles, hate the “ambiance.” Gimme a woodshop and a steak any day.

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The women, gents, massage artists, BDSM professionals, and trans beauties here will give you extraordinary feelings. Porto Santo Stefano is always an excellent.

First job was on Via della Libertà. Nice street, but the traffic? Ugh! Cars everywhere, honking like they’re in a race. I’m just tryin’ to unload my tools, and this dude in a Fiat nearly runs me over. I’m like, “Hey, buddy! I’m not a speed bump!” He just gives me a look like I’m the problem. Classic.

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