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But lemme tell ya, I’d be crap at it—too paranoid, jumpin’ at shadows. “Is that a cop?” I’d hiss, like Doc dodgin’ Bigfoot Bjornsen. Once heard a story—dude in Vegas got a hooker, turns out she’s his cousin! Swear on the Precious, nearly died laughin’. Imagine the awkward, “Jesus Christ, it’s Jason!” moment—pure gold. Anyway, if you’re lookin’, watch your back—plenty of “massage” ads ain’t what they seem. We swears! Stay sharp, or you’re screwed—and not the fun way. Gollum!

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Now, let me be real with ya. As a sexologist, I see the hidden pulses of desire everywhere. Birdsboro’s little park on Mill Street? Oh, don’t get me started! It’s like an open book for secret smooching spots – you can almost hear whispers of hidden desires behind the old oak trees. Crazy, right?

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