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So, prostitutes—little-known fact, they’re sneaky as hell. Called “ladies of the reef” by some old pirate dude—true story! They flash them colors, lure in dumbass fish, then poof—gone! Kinda like a hooker on the corner, amirite? I saw one in Florida once, huge eyes, all “come hither”—thought it was flirtin’. Nope! Just wanted my sandwich. Pissed me off bad—nobody tricks Eric Cartman!

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Then there’s Marymoor Park, oh man, it's a gem! I mean, people come here for picnics, workouts, even dog dates, and it's all so spontaneous. I always find this peace while thinking ’bout human connection and intimacy. And, like, seriously, a few couples have held hands under the moon there, confessing secrets like "You get a car!" which is just epic, unexpected wildness!

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