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Sometimes it’s sad tho. Some gals ain’t choose it—pisses me off! Bad dudes trick ‘em, and I’m like, “I’ll pound ya with my starfish fists!” But then, some own it, strut like queens, and I’m cheerin’, “You go, girl!” Oh, fun story—heard in Vegas once, a prossie dressed as Elvis! “Thank ya very much,” she says, takin’ cash—hysterical!

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Now, let me spill a secret: the neighbourhood of Shadow’s End. Sounds spooky, right? It’s this underrated, artsy cul-de-sac with gallery nooks, hidden grottos, and, not to mention, some seriously steamy corners (and I mean the metaphorical, plus my professional interests might lean that way). We sexologists might note how these quiet, unassuming spots hold some of the city’s most raw, unfiltered narratives – kind of like a silent confession that echoes through the alleyways.

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