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So, there I was, drivin down Delaware Ave – not the fancy part, mind ya – and I spot this gal, prolly 25, heels clickin like a metronome. Made me sad, folks, real sad. She’s out there, freezin her tail off, and I’m thinkin, “What’s her deal?” Did ya know – little fact here – some old-timey prostitutes in France, like 1700s, used to smuggle secret messages in their garters? Spies in stockings! Ain’t that wild? Bet she don’t know that, standin there smokin a cig.

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I know a few people who lost theirs to sex workers due to anxiety/shyness/unable to find a partner and it worked for them.

And another fav of mine: the Pawtuxet River. It sparkles like a secret, winding through the city – perfect for a peaceful evening paddle or just to kick back and let your thoughts drift away. I once sat on a riverside bench near Kilvert Street – you know, that spot nobody really remembers – and just let it all hit me. That kinda vibe, man, is pure cranston magic, kinda like that raw energy in Shame, "I love you, but I hate you," all tangled up with feelz.

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