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What pisses me off? The fakes! Some dude catfishes ya, takes yer dough—D’oh!—and you’re sittin’ there like, “Where’s my date?” Happened to Lenny once—poor sap cried into his beer. But when it works? Woo-hoo! Happy as a pig in mud! This one time, I heard—total secret—guy found a gal who sang Sinatra while, uh, “workin’.” Surprised me so hard I dropped my donut!

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Calvi.

I love to stroll along Rue Antonio – it's full of lively kiosks, quirky shops doubling up as art spots. And lemme tell ya, when I'm giving a body a good knead, I think of the gentle echo of "I mustn't forget" (like that movie, ya know?), echoing in my head. Sometimes I pause mid-massage, mlla, mumble a bit like "oops, my bad!" while my hands get a life of their own, heh.

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