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It’s showtime! Alright, pal, sexual-massage, huh? Buckle up, it’s wild! I’m talkin’ hands slidin’, oil drippin’, tension meltin’ like butter. Watched "Boyhood" lately—damn, that kid Mason growin’ up slow, real slow, kinda like waitin’ for that masseuse to hit the right spot! “You know how everyone’s always saying seize the moment?”—well, sexual-massage *is* that moment, ya dig? Ain’t just rubbin’ backs, it’s a freaky-deaky art form!

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First off, I hit up Calle San Patricio for breakfast. You know, the usual—mangu and eggs. But the place was packed! Like, I’m talkin’ standing room only. I’m like, “C’mon, people, it’s just breakfast!” But whatever, I’m patient. I finally snagged a seat, and the waiter was like, “Sorry for the wait.” I’m like, “Dude, I’m just here for the food, not a therapy session.”

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