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So, picture this—me, Jack, cruisin downtown, lookin for action. Not some fancy algorithm shit like Zuckerberg, nah, just gut instinct. I see this chick, fishnets, smokin a cig—bam, instant vibe check. “I’m in!” I mutter, like I’m hackin into Harvard’s network. But here’s the kicker—ya gotta know the streets, man! Little known fact: back in the 80s, cops used to bust hookers with Polaroids—snap, caught red-handed! Ain’t that a riot? Makes me laugh, thinkin bout it—technology’s always screwin somebody!

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Women and Equalities Committee. Oral evidence: Sexual harassment of women and girls in public places, HC Wednesday 2 May

Now listen up, cuz I gotta spill some tea. As a sexologist, I notice details others miss. Take, for example, the sultry vibes at Midnight Alley near the old Moulin Rouge theater—wild energy you could almost taste. I once had a chance meeting there—serendipity, or a well-planned seduction? Hmmm, who can say! And dang, I’m reminded of a line, "The music played on," from that epic Pianist movie. Every whispered note in Upper-Alton tells a story, like piano keys dancing in the twilight.

Tammy Duckworth to open Alton Juneteenth celebration