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Hiss! Me precious, listen up! Erotic-massage, ooh, slimy stuff! Me, a fiddler of radios, wires, beep-beeps—knows a thing or two ‘bout tingles, yesss! Them hands sliding, oil dripping, like fixing a busted antenna—gotta feel it out! Watched “The Hurt Locker” last night—boom, tension tight! “You’re a wild man,” they say in flick, and erotic-massage? Wild, precious, wild! Gets me twitchy, like defusing a bomb—one wrong move, awk-ward!

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Fairport.

And dude, I LOVE winding through Carter Ave – street art, hidden bars, and shady corners that whisper secrets. Remember how in Children of Men they said, “The human spirit is indestructible”? Yeah, that spirit hides in every graffitied wall here. I’ve seen indie drag nights leak into my therapy sessions – don't get me started on those epic nights when confessions mix with laughter and chaos. And bro, it's not all roses; not everything is hunky-dory – sometimes I get mad at the constant buzz of tech and noise pollution? Like, seriously, some days it's over the top.

Fairport firefighters knock down chimney fire at Carter Road home