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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty, half-drunk, “I drink and I know things.” So, sexual-massage, eh? Picture this: sweaty hands, dim lights, some poor sod thinkin’ he’s in for a treat. I’ve seen it, I’ve lived it—well, not the massage bit, but close enough. Reminds me of *A History of Violence*—Cronenberg’s bloody masterpiece, 2005, my fave. That flick’s all about hidden filth under calm surfaces, right? Sexual-massage is the same—looks chill, but there’s a storm brewin’.

What is The Farm at San Benito?

But first things first—we headed to the hotel's Heavenly Spa to try their hour-long full body massage that helped ease tension from the past busy week. For.

I love such hidden gems. You know, sometimes I get mad at how folks rush by, never noticing the subtle beauties. Makes me wanna holler, “Slow down, y’all!” like in those film moments. Not everyone sees these lil’ details. My profession? It teaches ya to notice the intimate bits even in a city's soul. Even a lamppost or an old bench tells a juicy story, if ya listen closely.

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