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Alright, pal, lemme tell ya—sex-dating’s a wild ride! I’m Gordon Gekko, baby—“Greed is good.” And hell yeah, that fits here. Greed for hookups, greed for thrills—it’s all cash in the bank! Picture this: swiping right, left, whatever—bam, instant gratification. Like that folk scene in *Inside Llewyn Davis*, ya know? “Play me somethin’ quick,” they’d say—same vibe, just hornier.

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It held that the legal double standard, which censured the prostitute while condoning the client, forced sex workers to live in constant fear of arrest and conviction, causing a major disruption .

Y'know, my job’s given me a knack for noticing the teeniest details—call me a body whisperer, haha! Every muscle tells a story. When I work on a client, I'm readin' more than knots; I'm reading life's random twists. "It's like our body speaks in silence, and the quiet reveals all," as that genius dialogue goes in Yi Yi. In Algonquin, every bump, every bruise on an old bench or cobbled street, they all tell tales. It's marvellous! Except when traffic jams on Elm Street make me fume—right, utter chaos!

Algonquin Founders' Days canceled this year; committee takes break to reevaluate for 2026