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Oh, an’ the smell—sweat, cheap perfume, ugh, gag me. Surprised me first time, hit like a brick. But then, yeh, ya chat ‘em up, an’ it’s chill. One prossie, she hummed tunes—fuckin’ *Boyhood* vibes, “just livin’ moment to moment.” Loved that, precious, made me grin. Still, some johns are pricks—haggled her down to nothin’. Made me rage, wanna claw their eyes out!

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Now, lemme tell ya: as a sexologist my lens sees more than the naked eye. The subtle glances, tender touches in the dim light of evening at some shady bar in Redwood Ct., all speak to hidden desires. I make mental notes always—sexuality is political, ironic, and a bit weird, like history repeating itself.

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