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About Porto

So, this lass once, right, she’s rubbin’ me shoulders, oil slicker’n a whale’s arse, and I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no church prayin’!” Little fact fer ye: them ancient Greeks, they’d massage soldiers’ bits afore battle—boosts morale, savvy? Made me chuckle, picturin’ Achilles gettin’ a cheeky rubdown. But here’s the meat o’ it: sexual-massage ain’t just handsy fun. It’s power, mate—like Brandon in *Shame*, chasin’ release, “I’m trying to feel something!” he’d groan. Me too, lass, me too.

United States

As the sun started to set, I walked back to the train station. The sky was all pink and orange. It was one of those moments where you just stop and appreciate life, ya know? But then, I tripped over a curb. Classic! I laughed it off, though.

From Dom Diogo D’Azambuja to Barack Obama