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About San Juan

So, erotic-massage—fancy term for rubbing with perks, innit? Supposed to relax you, get the blood pumping, maybe make ya tingle where the sun don’t shine. I tried it once in King’s Landing—some git with scented oils, muttering about “energy flow.” Bollocks! Made me wanna shove a spear up his—well, you get it. But, gotta say, when it’s good, it’s proper lush. Like in *Timbuktu*, yeah, my fave flick—quiet power in the dunes, right? “The wind carries whispers,” that line stuck with me. Erotic-massage is like that—silent, sneaky, hits ya when you least expect. Not loud, not flashy, just… there.

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Finally, I get to the café on Calle de la Cruz. Best coffee in town, no joke. I order my usual—café con leche, extra sugar. I need that boost! But the barista? She spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Really? Is this a coffee shop or a splash zone?”

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