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Yo, so brothel, man—wild spot. I’m sittin there thinkin, “Just keep swimmin,” right? Like Nemo’s pops, stressin over fish, but it’s hoes instead. Place stinks of cheap perfume, desperation too. Some dude in flip-flops runs it—shady vibes. Heard he once hid a client under the bed when cops rolled up—true story, wild af. I’m laughin tho, imagine that fool sweatin, “Mine! Mine!” like them seagulls, claimin his spot.

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Comerio Erotic massage Puerto, Kamasutra, Kissing if good chemistry, Striptease/Lapdance, Kissing if good chemistry.

As the sun starts settin’, the sky turns all these crazy colors. I’m feelin’ grateful, ya know? Comerio’s got this vibe. It’s wild, it’s beautiful, and it’s home. I’m thinkin’ about how much I love this place, even when it drives me nuts.

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