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Alright, listen up, ya little twerps! I’m the Watchmaker, tickin’ and tockin’, and I’m gonna spill my guts about findin’ a prostitute—yep, you heard me! Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s raining!”—I see through the crap. So, picture this, I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ about *The Social Network*, my fave flick—Fincher’s a genius, right?—and I’m like, “I’m in, like, five minutes from now!” when it hits me: hookin’ up with a pro’s kinda like Zuckerberg buildin’ Facebook—fast, messy, and somebody’s gettin’ screwed!

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Now, let’s talk parks. Manhasset Woods Park is my little secret oasis. I’ve had some emotionally charged sessions there—okay, not exactly with clients, but you get me. I’m a sexologist; I see all the raw, unfiltered human passion and neuroses. That park? It’s like therapy without the couch, you know? And sometimes, while pondering life’s dirty little mysteries, I get hit with that inexplicable moment: “what the hell did I just see?” in genuine awe. Like in the movie, "The Act of Killing." It’s surreal.

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