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Rarrgh! Sometimes I’m rubbin’ my furry paws, thinkin’, “Is this what Toni meant?” Y’know, “Don’t lose the humor!”—that’s the movie talkin’. Keeps me sane when clients get pushy. Ever tried it? Sexual-massage, I mean. Not too rough, not too soft—just right. Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like flyin’ in the Falcon! Oh, and fun fact—some say it started in brothels, but nah, temples did it first. Sacred sexy stuff—wild, right?

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A woman begins to fall. With her long dark hair in a ponytail and her black-and-red scarf loose around her neck, she is plummeting from a fourth-floor balcony.

So here’s where my sexologist brain kicks in – I noticed the real magic in these streets. All those side alleys, where intimate conversations happen, shadows mix with neon lights to tell their own scandalous stories. Like on 6th & Serene (yeah, that's a real neck-breaker of a crossroad) you'll hear tales of triumph and wild nights that no one tweets about. Reminds me of Ten, where life’s a fleeting glance, a look that says “You’re in deep,” and then it vanishes. YOLO, baby!

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