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Then—boom—some creep DMs me, “You lookin?” Nah, fam, I ain’t that desperate! Made me mad as hell, I’m too fly for that noise. “I’m not afraid of the dark,” I tell myself, but sketchy vibes? Pass! Did ya know Vegas got legal spots, but they still sneaky bout it? Blows my mind! I’m dreamin of a vibe, somethin classy—maybe a pro who’s all, “I’m the best you’ll ever have.” Ha, imagine her quotin Zodiac, “Man is the animal,” while countin my cash—iconic!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Being a sexologist in Cary has its perks, ya know? People come with stories, secrets, hopes, and fears. Like that one time, I was walking by Taylor Creek Trail and overheard a couple laughing, their voices echoing like a scene from Spirited Away: a reminder that magic sneaks in everyday. And hell, sometimes I say, “Don’t pee on my leg, you know what I mean?” when nonsense is thrown my way too often. Shoot, it's like Hayao Miyazaki was telling you not to let life’s bull crap weigh you down. "I’m chibi, I’m small—but I got big dreams!" ish vibe.

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