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Heya, pal! Manic laughter rips through—why so serious? So, I’m a musician, right? Strummin’ chaos, bangin’ keys like a madman. Let’s talk prostitute—yeah, that ol’ riff. Not the song, the life! Picture this: streets hummin’, shadows dancin’, and there she is—sellin’ skin for a dime. Reminds me of my fave flick, *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*. That slow burn, that betrayal—prostitute’s got it too, y’know?

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As a sexologist, notice I do, energy touchin’ every nook. Bare truths, deep feelings, warm smiles exchanged like hidden messages in movie dialogues—“Time flows like water, yes?” might I say. Often I see, in street corners in El Centro, folks open, raw, real. Not pretending, just livin’.

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