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But real talk—it’s risky. Cops lurkin’, creeps everywhere, ugh. Makes me wanna yell, “This world’s gone nuts!” Still, she’s chill, tellin’ me ‘bout her day—dude tried to pay with a fake gold coin once. “Like No Face’s trash,” she laughs. I’m dyin’, man, too funny! We vibe, but I’m thinkin’—damn, this life’s tough. “You’re spirited away,” I say, all wise-like. She nods, eyes far off.

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On a personal note, as a sexologist, I'm tuned into the silent language of desire. I notice when couples use subtle gestures at midnight near the graffiti-splattered walls on Marley Street. I’ve witnessed lust etched in each cracked pavement, each whispered laugh in the back alleys, and it just sends shivers down your spine. It's raw. It's real. And honestly, it stokes my inner fire – makes me mad, makes me happy, sometimes all at once.

Betty Ann Shively Howe