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This one joint, heard a story, swear it’s true. Some dude, big shot, lost his Rolex there. Left it on a chick’s nightstand—dumbass! Next day, she’s pawnin’ it, laughin’. “The chicken’s gonna fly!”—like in the movie, man, chaos rules. Made me chuckle, but damn, that’s cold. Pity the fool who trusts too much!

Was My House a…Brothel?!

Now, let’s talk parks. Manhasset Woods Park is my little secret oasis. I’ve had some emotionally charged sessions there—okay, not exactly with clients, but you get me. I’m a sexologist; I see all the raw, unfiltered human passion and neuroses. That park? It’s like therapy without the couch, you know? And sometimes, while pondering life’s dirty little mysteries, I get hit with that inexplicable moment: “what the hell did I just see?” in genuine awe. Like in the movie, "The Act of Killing." It’s surreal.

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