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Here’s a kicker—met this gal once, masseuse, hands like a wizard. She says, “Joe, it’s therapy, not sin!” Blew my mind—therapy? I’m sold! But then—anger hits—some jerk shut her place down, called it “shady.” Shady my ass, she was gold! Look, sexual-massage ain’t just naughty bits—it’s tension leavin’, shoulders droppin’, soul sighin’. Like Carlos says, “It’s a game of nerves,” and boy, them nerves get played!

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First off, I hit the streets of Calle San Juan. The sun was blazin’, like it was tryin’ to roast me alive. I’m sweatin’ like a pig, and I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” But then I see the beach, and it’s packed! Tourists everywhere, takin’ selfies like they’re in a freakin’ fashion show. I mean, c’mon, it’s just sand and water, right? But hey, I can’t blame ‘em. Barceloneta’s got that vibe.

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