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Now, I’m an accountant by day, right? Numbers, spreadsheets, BORING. But erotic-massage? That’s my escape, baby! I got mad last week tho—some shady parlor charged me double, said it was “extra sensual.” Girl, I was HEATED, like, sensual don’t mean robbery! But then, oh lord, when it’s good? Hands hittin all the right spots? I’m HAPPY, floatin, like I’m in “Goodbye to Language”—“The gesture is enough!” Godard knew, less talk, more touch, ya feel me?

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Erotic Massage Parlors. A sex tourist won't find an officially operating parlor of erotic massage in San Marino. But if he wants sensual rub and tug, he can.

Man, what a day! I swear, Marino (ie) never ceases to amaze me. I woke up, and the sun was blazin’ like it was tryin’ to fry an egg on the pavement. I’m a picador, right? So, I’m used to the heat, but this was next level. I grabbed my coffee from that little spot on Via Garibaldi. You know the one? The barista there is a legend. He knows my order by heart. “Caffè doppio, no sugar!” I shout, and he just nods.

Death Notice of Sr. Joan Smith (Marino, Dublin)