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Personal quirk? I’d overengineer this—build a whore-bot, AI-driven, consent-only, disrupt the whole damn game. Call it X-Whore, trademark pending. Dry humor? Sure—imagine the Yelp reviews: “5 stars, didn’t crash mid-transaction.” Ties back to *25th Hour*—Monty’s stuck, can’t reboot his life. Whore’s stuck too, but the system’s the jailer. Exaggerating for kicks—picture me ranting this at a bar, spilling beer, “It’s thermodynamics, bro, entropy wins!”

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The park, oh man – Central Grove Park – is my go-to spot for thinking and, uh, other intimate musings. I hang my shingle there sometimes, watchin’ the little river (what they call Luvstream) babble softly, reflectin' on how all that sexual energy rattles around in our minds! And lemme tell ya, some secret nooks there – behind the giant fig tree near Moonlit Bench – have been witness to many whispered confessions and giggles, if ya catch my drift. Crazy, right?

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