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About Split

So, lemme tell ya, sexual-massage—it’s old, like ancient old. Back in China, 2700 BC, they were doin’ this stuff, callin’ it “tantric touch”—little known fact! Emperors got it, peasants snuck it, and it was all about energy, not just gettin’ frisky. Surprised me, honestly—I thought it was some modern spa gimmick. Nope! It’s got history, grit, like Monty facin’ his fate. You’re lyin’ there, somebdy’s kneadin’ your soul, and you’re thinkin’, “This is how it ends, huh? Not bad.”

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At the end of the second day, my friend Barb and I decided to treat ourselves to a massage in our hotel, a five-star beauty in the small coastal.

So I’m wandering around, and I see this little café on the corner of Trg Marsala Tita. The smell of fresh pastries hit me like a freight train. I ordered a cappuccino and a croissant. Best decision ever! I mean, who knew a croissant could taste like heaven? I was on cloud nine, sipping my coffee, watching the world go by.

Istria, Croatia's reclusive north coast