The neighborhood is funk-if-fied but Albuquerque rests in the center of funk. Once you roll past the dusty funk that is Albuquerque, you leave it all behind and are in good hands of steamy professionals who’s sole purpose(it seems) is to rejuvenate your body. And Hells yeah they do. A 60 minute hot rock treatment for less that a buck and quarter is highly reasonable. I tried calling my bf’s cell to get his arse down here, but he didn’t pick up. His loss.
