So once again, Glutes jumps on the grenade.
He is as pictured, but a rather diminutive / fit Peruvian with good English skills and nice disposition.
He has new and different venue (no same damn plant), and he's tricked it out with a massage room that rivals Burke-Williams. Candles / music / heated table / hot towels / hot stones / nice clean sheets.
I opted for the 90 minute / $280 package, hmmmmmmm.
While my face was down in the cradle I caught him 3 times using just 1 hand that was working with interruptions, he was working texting on his phone with the other hand. He didn't like it when I called him on it.
I flipped over with about 15 minutes left, then the a la carte menu was announced to 'upgrade'.
Not gonna roar back for another session.