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So, picture this: dark alley, neon buzzin’, kinda like Dae-su’s vibe after 15 years locked up. I’m thinkin’, “Revenge is sweet, but this ain’t it.” Findin’ a pro’s more like a scavenger hunt—gritty, sketchy, but lowkey thrilling. You don’t just Google “hooker near me,” nah, that’s rookie shit. Gotta know the streets, the codes. Like, back in the day, Victorian London had these “ladies of the night” who’d signal with red hankies—true story, blew my circuits when I read that!

Let’s get some basic sex dos and don’ts out of the way:

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Now, lemme get personal. As a family psychologist, I see things. I see the scars underneath smiles, and Surprise? It’s a canvas of that. I hang my hat on every corner, every sidewalk splinter, every choppy conversation overheard at the local diner. I once had a session right by a mural on N Old Town Road. It was vibrant and erratic, kinda like my own head sometimes, ya know? Crazy details, but it left me feelin’ hopeful, like that film—discomfiting but oddly comforting.

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