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Abstract The opening chapter situates the issue of voyeurism within the context of the difficulties of understanding any form of sexual offending.

After an hour of chaos, I finally find it. It was under a pile of wood shavings. Classic. So, I get to work, and let me tell ya, when I’m in the zone, it’s like magic. The wood sings under my hands. But then, BAM! My neighbor’s kid starts blasting some pop music. I’m trying to focus, and all I hear is “Dancing Queen” on repeat. I’m like, “Bro, I’m making art here!”

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