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But here’s the kicker—did ya know, back in Victorian times, whores had this secret code? Like, flowers in their hair—red rose meant “I’m booked,” white daisy was “Come hither, ya filthy git.” Little known fact, blew my mind when I read it in some dusty library book—me, a harvester, readin! Surprised the hell outta me, history’s wild like that. Makes ya wonder what she’s hidin now, eh? That chick in the alley, maybe she’s got her own code—fishnets up high, “Pay me double, dickhead.”

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A bat got into our house through the attic door last year! Luckily a couple days after this I was able to find and save the baby.

Yeah, oh yes, sometimes I get so emotional. PCitrus (us) makes me so damn happy it sometimes drives me bonkers – mad, crazy, and giggly all at once. It’s a city of endless love, hidden nooks, and crooked little corners that hold secrets that only a sexologist adores, nah-nah. Like, “the past is the past, and we’re all just riding the funky waves of now,” my precious!

Emergency Citrus Disease Research and Extension Program