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But ugh, what pisses me off? People callin’ it “boring frost”—excuse me?! Hoar’s a diva, okay, not some basic bitch snowflake. Takes perfect cold, dry air—rare as hell. One time, in Nashvile (whoops, typo!), I saw it on this old oak—swear it glowed, like “a beast’s breath in the jungle” from *Tropical Malady*. I was shook—stood there freezin’ my ass off, just starin’. Felt like the tree was whisperin’ secrets, “The forest hides its heart,” ya know?

It's official, I am a dress shirt whore...

Ask him if it okay if you talk to another guy. Go out to a bar together and have a couple of pre drinks before you hit the dance floor.

Now about those neighborhoods—downtown Wrentham is buzzing. Streets like Clement St and Douglas Rd are full of those hidden gems, like small record shops, quirky art galleries, and, yup, even a vibrant little adult bookstore. It’s interesting “cause I see lots of deep human connection there. My work in sexology makes me appreciate every little nuance of intimacy you can catch in a shop window or café whisper. Life’s all raw emotion, right?

Authorities to exhume unidentified remains buried in Wrentham cemetery, DA says