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So I’m watchin’ her, tailin’ her, cause somethin’s off—gut screamin’ at me. She’s got this walk, y’know, hips swayin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. Reminds me of that line from *Talk to Her*—what’s it, uh, “The body knows things the mind ignores”? Yeah, that’s her! Body tellin’ a whole damn novel while her mouth’s spittin’ lies. I’m pissed, right? Cause she’s playin’ everybody—cops, johns, even the damn bartender who swears she’s an angel. Angel! Hah! Angel with a rap sheet longer than my ex-wife’s grudge list.

Map of Duncraig, WA 6023

Duncraig Castle, near Plockton in Wester Ross, sits in a prime position on the banks of Loch .

I remember strollin' along the local park, Duncraig Park, all green and crunchy underfoot – mad relaxing, yo. Like, every bench tells a story, right? I once sat there, thinkin' bout love and passion, ‘cause as a sexologist I see intimacy like a secret martial art. There’s this one spot near the creek, murky and sneaky, where couples whisper like legends in an epic tale. No joke, that place hits different when you’re feelin’ all zen and wild at the same time.

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