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Here’s a mad fact: in old Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out—freakin’ wild, right? Imagine that now, neon wigs in the dark—mental image, innit? I’m picturin’ her rockin’ one, struttin’ past like, “The air grows heavy,” all dramatic. I’d pay extra for the sass alone!

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Okay, so picture this – you’re wanderin’ down Grant Ave, right smack in the middle of Chinatown. There’s these neon signs that light up like a Broadway show, all bright and, uh, quirky. There’s a small park on Ross Alley where, oh man, I once had a heart-to-heart with a lovin’ couple talkin’ ‘bout the beauty of, err, intimacy. Now as a sexologist, I see the little spark in folks, the way a smile or a knowing glance can light up your soul. Like, “I means, listen here, every quirk tells a story!” – kinda like what Richie Tenenbaum might say, you know? “There's my phony old friends,” and all that jazz.

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