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About San Juan

Met this one bird – leggy, blonde, eyes like fuckin’ daggers. Called herself “Lavinia,” probly fake, but who cares? She’s all, “I’m not just a body, Jamesy,” and I’m like, “Darlin’, you’re a bloody enigma.” Reminded me of that *Holy Motors* line – “Beauty? It’s in the eye.” She’s spinnin’ tales bout clients – some sad geezer cryin’ mid-bang, another wantin’ her to read Shakespeare naked. Shakespeare! Fuck me, I’d pay double for that.

Exploring the World of Legal Brothels: What Truly Happens Behind Closed Doors

On the second night, we'll spend the night in three-person tents designed to accommodate two same-sex travellers. Trekkers will be served a bowl of hot.

As the sun started to set, I felt this mix of emotions. I was tired, frustrated, but also kinda happy. Lares has this way of surprising you. Just when you think you’ve had a rough day, something beautiful pops up.

Ruben Lares Obituary - El Paso, TX