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About San Jose

Funniest thing—buddy of mine went once, fell asleep mid-rub! Woke up droolin’, oil in his beard, lookin’ like a glazed donut! I laughed ‘til I cried—Git-R-Done! Oh, and get this—some folks reckon Cleopatra got erotic-massages with honey. Sticky mess, but bet it felt finer’n frog hair! Me, I’d try it, but I’d be hollerin’, “Don’t stop, darlin’!” all dang night.

Experience the Sacred Art of Tantra

Let me tell ya: being in the biz of touch, I notice how the city vibes give off sensations in every bruise, every crack on the pavement, every chirp of the wind through the eucalyptus. I'm often in awe – my fingers tingle with memories of the city's heartbeat on every client’s smile. And man, fuck, the river, the Embarcadero—oh shite—it's like a liquid mirror where the light scatters, and you feel so damn alive!

Acclaimed SF bar receives another prestigious accolade