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About Trujillo Alto

Soft touch, ooooh, makes me happy—tension gone, poof! But—hiss—some parlors, they tricksy! Charge too much, greedy gollums, makes me mad. “Who’s watching us?”—like Haneke’s camera, eh? Creepy vibes sometimes, but me loves the thrill! Once, this lass, she massaged me feet—FEET! Didn’t expect that, nearly jumped, ha! Little secret, most don’t know—feet’s got nerves, thousands, all tingly!

Ciales, “the land of coffee”

The only "famous" restaurant that I can think of from Ciales is Asao Smokehouse which specialize in ribs, lechon and somehow risotto. And it is at the edge of Ciales so it isn't even a hard/long .

Finally, the rain stops, and I’m feeling good again. I head back to the streets, and the sun’s peeking out. Everything’s glistening. I walk past the old church on Calle de la Iglesia. It’s stunning. I stop for a sec, just taking it all in. Ciales has this vibe, you know? It’s like a mix of history and life.

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