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Still, I’m paranoid—what if she’s packin’ heat? Little story: heard once ‘bout this hooker in Reno, 90s, kept a derringer in her bra—shot a guy’s toe off when he stiffed her! I’m like, “That’s my luck, I’d be the toe guy!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’m sweatin’ bullets just thinkin’ it. Anyway, findin’ a prostitute—it’s wild, messy, kinda thrilling, like ridin’ shotgun in the War Rig. You’re scared, you’re hyped, you’re yellin’, “Mediocre!” when it’s over—classic me, overthinkin’ the whole damn thing. What a trip!

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Now, I gotta tell you about the park near La Coulée Verte – a green spot that’s my escape and inspiration. It’s where I do deep thinkin’ about love, life, and all those passionate encounters. See, as a sexologist, nature influences how I see the body, the soul – and nature here is raw, just like life sometimes. I met a quirky ex-lover there once, and wow, it was like a spontaneous scene from “Let the right one in” – mysterious, beautiful, and haunting.

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