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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

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A perfectly constructed, absolutely mesmerizing female form that, fortunately for everyone, was fueled by a natural, highly erotic level of promiscuity.

Now, as a sexologist, I've seen the heartbeats of the city pulse strongest in those tucked away spots. For example, check out Crescent Avenue—unnnn, the people there are raw, genuine, and free. I once had a deep convo with this queen at a tiny café on Blue Moon Lane, where she dropped truth bombs about love and life. Totally unfiltered, nuthin’ sugarcoated, just real talk, like, “Girl, embrace you!” That's what I live for.

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