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Oh, and this – Victorian era, they’d whisper “whore” like it’s cursed, but half them lords were payin’ for it! Hypocrites, yo – cracked me up. Jep’s voice in my head: “The most important thing I discovered…” – uh, yeah, people fake as hell! Still true today – scroll X, you’ll see.

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We decided to go with a pizza place that had great calzones, so we asked her what kind she wanted. Looking at us like we're all idiots, she says, "I can't eat.

Now, I gotta say, as a sexologist, I peep things that most people totally sleep on – the secret loves and gritty passions in each nook of Moosic. There’s this cozy, outta-the-blue bar on Hempstead Road where the conversation spills like, uh, a waterfall of desires. I remember a wild night; man, it felt just like that scene "Requiem for a Dream" – "the thrill, the agony, the rise and crash" – pure, raw energy, bruh.

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