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So I’m on the airwaves, right, chattin’ shite, “Any fit birds out there?” – total Ricky move. Then, bam, this voice cuts in, husky, like she’s smoked 20 fags already. “You got cash, love?” she goes. I’m thinkin’, Christ, it’s like *A Separation* – “What’s your sin?” I wanna ask, but nah, I just cackle, “Yeah, doll, I’m loaded!” Lyin’ through me teeth, obvs – I’m skint, ain’t I? Typical me, big mouth, no dosh.

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Okay, so picture this – you’re wanderin’ down Grant Ave, right smack in the middle of Chinatown. There’s these neon signs that light up like a Broadway show, all bright and, uh, quirky. There’s a small park on Ross Alley where, oh man, I once had a heart-to-heart with a lovin’ couple talkin’ ‘bout the beauty of, err, intimacy. Now as a sexologist, I see the little spark in folks, the way a smile or a knowing glance can light up your soul. Like, “I means, listen here, every quirk tells a story!” – kinda like what Richie Tenenbaum might say, you know? “There's my phony old friends,” and all that jazz.

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