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So, one night, I’m done haulin’ hay—friggin’ exhaustin’, man! Hands all gritty, back achin’ like I wrestled a pig. I think, “Marge’d kill me, but I’m curious!” D’oh! Ain’t lookin’ for love, just a yarn to spin. I roll by this dive bar—neon sign flickerin’ like it’s drunk too. See this gal, all fishnets and attitude, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Every family’s got its mysteries,” I mutter, quotin’ Sarah Polley—ha! She’s smokin’ a cig, givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Homer, don’t be a dope!”

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Nov 13,  · Donna admitted she had been a prostitute and would work if the opportunity came up. But did not walk the streets anymore. After smoking, Jane became reflective.

You’d be surprised how a sexologist sees the city thru a different lens: every narrow alley, every lamppost on Fountain Street is a stage for human connection, pleasure, and the occasional debauched escapade. I’ll never forget this one crazy night at a hidden dive on Crescent Street—hot jazz was pulsating, and even the shadows seemed to dance along with the beats of midnight lust.

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