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About San Antonio

Love me some erotic-massage, fam! Hands slidin’, oils drippin’—makes Mr. T happy as hell. Ain’t no quickie backrub—takes skill, real slow, teasin’ moves. Got mad once, tho—dude rushed it, like “bro, this ain’t McDonald’s!” Pissed me off, wasted my cash. But when it’s good? Oh man, surprisin’ tingles everywhere—neck, thighs, you name it! Little secret: some pros use feathers—feathers, yo! Tickles in a sexy way, wild shit.

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West side? You're talkin’ about Silver Park. Its crooked paths twist around a tiny pond, man. I once sat there, lookin’ at the water, thinkin’ "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring…" yeah, that flick seriously blew my mind. Chill vibes here, bro, sometimes I swear I hear the whispers of time. And oh, that pond? Legendary ducks that always waddle around like they own the place. Hilarious, like a real movie scene!

At Rock N’ Roll Sushi, the Time is Right to Mango