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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here—Larry David style—thinkin’ about whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but whores, man, they’re everywhere! Pretty, pretty good at makin’ you wonder—what’s the deal?! I mean, I’m watchin’ *Tropical Malady*, my fave, that weird-ass flick from 2004—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, genius!—and it’s all jungles, sweat, love turnin’ into somethin’ feral. And I’m like, whores fit right in! Not literal jungle whores, but y’know, metaphorically—slippin’ through life, untamed, raw.

HOOKER CORNER WINERY

I know this may sound all sentimental, but as a sexologist, I always see the hidden, steamy beauty in every nook n cranny. Now, lemme talk about that rad little park—Briarwood Park, y’know? It's a lil’ secret gem! Folks here stroll, laugh, even flirt beneath the towering oaks. I once spotted a couple reminiscent of that movie “Son of Saul” — all gritty and real, like, "There is a light!" in the darkness, ya feel me? I got chills, baby!

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