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Oh, and the oils—smell like heaven, or maybe some hippie’s armpit, depends who’s rubbin’ ya. Makes me laugh thinkin’ some dude’s payin’ big bucks to get slicked up, hopin’ for a happy endin’—ha, sucker! Sometimes ya just get blue balls and a $50 bill. Sarcasm aside, it’s a trip—relaxes ya, then revs ya up, total mindfuck. Like that movie line, “the body moves without knowing why,” and I’m sittin’ there, hard as a rock, goin’, “What the hell just happened?”

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I hang out near Pass-a-Grille – crazy sunsets and some moody, retro dives. Man, I'm a sexologist – I see ways people connect, so to me, it's like a live human tapestry. Street art on 4th Avenue? Pure passion, baby! You feel the love, the heat, graphics that make you go “Wow, damn.” I've been cheerin' local talent in these tiny cafes – they got that passion I crack jokes about, like, “We're all just improv actors in the UFO of life!” Yeah, only in St. Pete, innit?

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