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Me fave bit o’ brothel lore? Amsterdam, mate—red-light district, all legit, windows glowin’ like a naughty Christmas. Girls rent ‘em, pay tax—proper job, innit? Surprised me socks off first time I clocked it—thought, blimey, Boris, this ain’t Chequers! Even got a union, them prossies—bargainin’ for better curtains or summat. Chuckled me head off—imagine the meetin’s: “More lube, less aggro!” *Veni, vidi, vici*—came, saw, conquered, ha!

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As a sexologist (mmm, yes, researchin’ love and all that juicy biz, you know?) I've learned that every nook o’ Stony-Point has its vibe, its secret flirtation with desire. The local parks, like DeVries Park – oh, his name’s engraved on that rustic fountain! – bring a whole new meaning to gettin’ frisky with nature. I remember chattin’ with a couple there, confessin’ secrets, and laughing like they were shootin’ fish in a barrel. It was kinda like our own little "Just keep swimming!" moment from Finding Nemo, baby! (I mean, life's a stream, right?)

Thompson leaves Round Rock Stony Point to be Dallas South Oak Cliff's boys basketball coach