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Thing that pisses me off? Hypocrisy. Politicians bangin’ on about “morals” while sneakin’ in back doors—seen it meself, MI6 gigs. One time, caught this MP—fat git, red face—leavin’ a Soho spot. “You’re not gonna believe how good that felt,” he wheezed, zippin’ his trousers. Made me wanna shove a martini glass up his arse—shaken, not stirred, ‘course. Liars, all of ‘em—brothels don’t pretend, least they’re honest.

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Beware if u stay there because they have some sort of prostitution ring.. They put them all in the back building, and they have cameras just for show.

Let me be real with ya – as a sexologist, I notice the vibes. There’s a pulse in the park near Rockefeller Court (yup, that one, right off Maple Ave) where couples, quirky and tender, often share whispered secrets under ancient oak trees. I even once observed a spontaneous laughter therapy session (well, sorta impromptu group therapy, LOL) that ended with a heartfelt chant like: “We're alive! Embrace us!” I've seen passion and love blooming there like crazy.

Crossroads of Opportunity and Innovation Lessons from the Tappan Zee Bridge Procurement