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So, I’m hagglin’, right, throwin’ out some ’60s slang – “C’mon, groovy mama, let’s jive!” She cracks a smile, and I’m like, “Score!” Happiest cat in the alley, baby! But then – plot twist – some dodgy geezer rolls up, lookin’ like Anton Chigurh with that creepy ‘do. “What’s your bag, man?” I snap, feelin’ the tension. He’s eyeballin’ us, and I’m thinkin’, “This cat’s gonna make it quick, ain’t he?” Straight outta the film, man – gave me the heebie-jeebies!

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Ya know, as a sexologist, I peep things most folks miss. Subtle glances in quirky alleyways, secret rendezvous spots behind the rusty arches on Maple Ln., even the steamy spirits in the local saunas! It's like every heartbeat echoes passion. Wow, this pops off like “Mad Max: Fury Road” – "Oh, what a day, what a lovely day!" Yet, reallly mad about the outdated bus stops sometimes. Ugh, really, they just ruin the vibe.

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