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Movie line hittin’ me – “There ain’t no reins on this one.” Sexual-massage feels that way – wild, free, messy. Exaggeratin’ here, but once felt like she massaged my soul! Quirky thought – did cowboys get this after ridin’? Prolly needed it, all stiff. Anyway, try it, man – gets ya loose, gets ya thinkin’. Apollo out – “I must break you!”

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In looking at the Dionysian ritual patterns themselves, overt sex or sexuality rarely constitutes a prominent part of the practices. For more information on what we know of these sacred spaces .

First off, I hit up the local café on Agios Georgios Street. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order my usual—double espresso, extra shot. I need that jolt, ya know? But the barista, this dude named Nikos, spills half of it on me. I’m like, “Bro, I’m not a coffee cup!” He just laughs. I mean, c’mon, it’s too early for this nonsense.

Marcovaldo Dionysos on SF's Early Cocktail Scene and Tiki-Heads at Smuggler's Cove