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Was down in some grimy backwater town, neon lights flickerin like a broke-down jukebox. Wanted to see what the fuss was bout, ya know? Git-R-Done! I ain’t no saint, but I was curiouser than a cat in a yarn shop. Rolled up to this dive bar—smelled like stale beer and regret. Bartender, big ol’ fella with a lazy eye, says, “Boy, you lookin fer company?” I’m like, “Hell yeah, point me the way!” He nods to this gal in the corner, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin a cig like she’s mad at it.

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Ok, I have to assume I now have a case of GAS (Gear Acquisition Syndrome). I'm trying to gauge just how severe it is.

I must admit, being a sexologist in here opened my eyes. I see desire in a handshake. I see romance in a nod. I see secret love affairs behind closed curtains in those narrow alleys. It’s raw, unedited human nature—a free, in-your-face vibe that never stops.

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