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So, picture this—met this gal, Jenny, back in ‘98. Worked the corner near my old studio. Hair like a messy sunset, all reds and golds. She’d laugh, loud, like “HA! Screw the world!” Loved that. Told me once—get this—whores used to be sacred in Rome. Priestesses bangin’ for the gods! Blew my mind. Now? Folks spit on ‘em. Pisses me off—where’s the respect, huh? Society’s all “eww,” but they’re just survivin’, gleanin’ what they can.

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The waterfront along Mamaroneck Harbor is something else. It’s magical – like a scene from “The Assassin”, where the river whispers secrets. “Inquietude stirs beneath the silence...” or somethin’ like that, right? I mean, seriously, one moment you’re watchin’ kayakers glide on the water, and then your soul feels like it’s been touched by a poetic muse. The harbor is my go-to spot for deep thinkin’ sessions, sometimes even inspo for my work as a sexologist. Life and love are all intertwined here, man!

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