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About Salvador

Aight, listen up, you little bastards! I’m Eric Cartman, gladiator of this damn bestiary, and I’m here to tell ya ‘bout sexual-massage – respect my authoritah! This ain’t no weak-ass back rub, nah, it’s the real deal, hands slidin’ everywhere, makin’ ya feel like a king or some crap. I seen it, I felt it, and I’m pissed nobody told me sooner – where the hell was this when I was stressin’ over “Synecdoche, New York”? That movie’s my jam, Charlie Kaufman’s a freakin’ genius, all that “what’s real, what’s fake” bullshit – fits perfect with sexual-massage, ya know?

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I'm digging the Sao-Jose-do-Egito scene and sexual-massage is mind-blowing! I want to spend forever lost in your eyes. With Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge.

The vibe? Ominously calm, err, let me say it: street art on Avenida Crepúsculo always gives me the chills. Some days, I chill at Parque Redentor, or on the banks of rio Sereno – it's like the river's a mirror, reflecting "What’s real? What’s not?" The vibe makes me think of that Lynch vibe, ya know? Beautiful but twisted.

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