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About Grodno

Now – Tabu. My flick. 2012. Miguel Gomes. Masterpiece! There’s this line – “The scent. Of her skin.” Hits me. Right in the gut. Erotic-massage is like that. Smell of lavender. Or somethin’ muskier. Gets ya – woozy. In a good way. I tried it once. This chick. Hands like magic. Slippery. Slow. I’m layin’ there. Thinkin’ – “This. Is paradise.” But then – bam! She digs in. Too hard. I’m yellin’. “Ease up, lady!” Pissed me off. Ruined the vibe. Shoulda been smooth. Like in Tabu – “A dance. Without end.”

Then, there's the funky neighborhood of Splinterridge – it's got neat murals and quirky cafes. What really gets me mad sometimes? People think they know this place, but they don't! I’ve counseled so many strong women in cramped rooms over at Mama's Corner on Seventh Ave; it's a hidden gem, rallying energy in every corner. Best advice? "Be strong. You're unstoppable!" Works like a charm – no joke.