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Now, lemme drop some real talk—did ya know back in the ‘80s, hookers used to signal with red bandanas? Little code, brother, like a wrestler’s taunt! Ain’t nobody talkin’ bout that no more—forgotten history, jack! I’m hyped, tho, ‘cause this chick’s got sass, tellin’ me, “Cash up front, big man.” I’m like, “Brother, I got the gold, whatchu got for the champ?”

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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 .

Now, the Perris Valley Park is my secret haunt. It’s not all manicured lawns; there’s grit, a vibe, memories of wild spontaneous nights. Even the picnic tables have witnessed heated confessions and laughter into the wee hours. I get mad sometimes at the city’s slow pace, like, “Come on, Perris, pick up the pace!” But then—aha!—I see couples fracturing norms with a wink, a shove, a secret handshake. It’s raw erotica, if you catch my drift.

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