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Little known fact—some prossies in Victorian times? Used lemon halves as diaphragms! Zesty, baby! Blows yer mind, right? But here’s the rub—ain’t no glamour in dodgin’ fists or freezin’ on corners. Moulin Rouge romanticizes it—“Come what may!”—but real life? It’s a shag-fest of survival. Makes me wanna groove ‘em outta there, yeah!

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Willard Fluke. My wife lost her health, And dwindled until she weighed scarce ninety pounds. Then that woman, whom the men Styled Cleopatra, came along. And we — we married ones All .

I got a soft spot for the weekend farmers’ market on Cherry Street. I get a buzz there, real talk. There’s this little café, Bean Scene, that’s off the beaten path. I swear, one cup of their brew sends your brain into orbit. That’s what pleasure coaching is about—findin’ what makes you smile.

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