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What pisses me off? The judgy types! “Oh, she’s just a *whore*,” they say, like they’re so perfect. Makes me wanna flex and yell, “Who are you to judge, huh?!” I mean, *Caché* taught me – “What’s hidden in you?” – we all got secrets, ya idiots! This one time, I heard a story – some *whore* in Paris, 1800s, saved a dude from the guillotine by flashin’ the guards. Ballsy move! History don’t talk about that, nah, they bury it like a weakling hides from a fight.

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Parks, oh parks, they make my heart sing. Diablo Lake Park is full of hidden corners for private convos. Seriously, as a sexologist, I dig the nooks where humans connect, share a secret laugh, or drop a hint. Mmm, those moments are my jam, like a secret rendezvous with truth. The Elm Street greens – they hold my memories of unexpected deep talks under twilight skies.

Lexington and Concord mark 250 years since start of the American Revolution