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Now, I’m imaginin’ this—some dude, lonely as hell, swipin’ through options like it’s Tinder, but IRL. Kinda like Theodore in *Her*, chasin’ that voice, that spark. “I can’t believe I’m feelin’ this,” he’d say, all shook. And I get it! Been there—not with prostitutes, mind ya—but cravin’ somethin’ deep. Makes me happy thinkin’ folks out there still chase that, even if it’s messy. But lord, it pisses me off too—why’s it gotta be so sneaky? Society’s all hush-hush, judgin’ folks for wantin’ a lil’ love, paid or not.

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Sam Willis, an elderly marine painter, living aboard Dreadnought; Maurice, a male prostitute, living aboard Maurice; Woodie, a retired businessman living.

I gotta say, every client I meet, every muscle relaxed, fuels my curiosity. Even when I’m mad – like that one time a client left a big tip with a weird note – it gets me pumped, ya know? Sometimes I’m like, “Is this real? Or just another dream?” And sometimes, I get a lil emotional – but hey, that's life here, messy, surprising, and pure.

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