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But then—ooh, chile—I got happy real quick. She wasn’t no ordinary worker, nah. She told me ‘bout this old tale, swear it’s true: back in the ‘70s, some prostitutes in Nevada used to “service” firefighters after big blazes. Little known fact, y’all! They’d roll up in vans, callin’ it “relief for the heroes.” I was shocked—jaw dropped, eyes big as dinner plates. “The forest is full of spirits,” she says, quotin’ Boonmee like she knew it. I’m thinkin’, “Girl, you a hooker or a philosopher?”

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Oh man, I'm gettin' all sentimental here. My profession, as a sexologist, gives me a badass lens to view the city. I see love in whispers, lust in shadows, fascination in every touch. In Sand-Springs, every corner is alive with raw passion, every street a confessional booth. Like that line from Caché, "The past is never dead," I see echoes of old desires in today's hustlin' heart.

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