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I seen it, motherfucker—up in them mountains, folks sneak off for secret rubs. Little known fact: them Sherpas? They been doin’ erotic-massage for centuries! Ain’t in no books—passed down, hush-hush, like some sacred-ass ritual. Gets the blood flowin’ at 15,000 feet! I’m tellin’ ya, one time, I’m guidin’ this rich asshole, he’s all “my legs hurt,” whinin’ like a bitch. Next day, he’s glowin’—found some local gal who worked him over. Pissed me off, ‘cause I’m freezin’ my ass off, and he’s gettin’ pampered? Fuck that noise!

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While I was waiting, I decided to take a stroll around the neighborhood. Modugno is so pretty! The old buildings, the narrow streets, and the vibe are just amazing. I walked past the Chiesa Madre, and it was stunning. I snapped a pic for the ‘gram. Gotta show off, right?

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