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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here—Visiting Professor, big whoop—thinkin’ about prostitutes, right? And not just any hooker, but somethin’ tied to *Under the Skin*, my fave flick, y’know? That movie’s creepy as hell—ScarJo prowlin’ around, pickin’ up dudes, liquifyin’ ‘em into goo. “What kind of skin is this anyway?” she’d say, all alien-like. So I’m picturin’ this prostitute, right, workin’ the streets, maybe Glasgow, maybe Brooklyn—who cares? Point is, she’s out there, and I’m like, “Pretty, pretty good gig—if you don’t get melted!”

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The river Viscus flows right past the Old Lace Bridge (yeah, that's a thing!), and on lazy afternoons, I sit there, watch water dance under the sun like "I don't want this to be over" – so surreal, huh? LOL, remember, those flicker-like sequences from Syndromes and a Century? They say it best: "Footsteps in a dream." It always makes me smile when I see lovers strolling along the riverbank.

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