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So, check it – whores got stories, wild ones. Back in the day, like ancient Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars,” wolf dens, ‘cause the chicks howled for customers – freaky, huh? Made me laugh my ass off when I heard that. Imagine ‘em, struttin’ around, yellin’, “Hey, big boy, got a denarius?” Shit’s nuts! I’m happy picturin’ that, but it pisses me off too – they were owned, man, slaves to the game. Still are, sometimes. Makes The Rock wanna smash somethin’, y’know?

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In , the year-old blonde beauty Fernley Valentine, and his ginger-haired cute-as-a-button, angelic faced friend Jamie Vaughan, a year.

As a sexologist, I see things that others miss. Folks stroll down Central Avenue like they’re searchin’ for somethin’ more than a quick hookup. Ya got hidden eyes, whispered confessions echoed in the dim light of the late-night diners—real human moments, like in that movie “The White Ribbon” – all quiet, tense, and fuckin’ profound. I always say, “Gabagool? Ova here!” to hint at somethin’ unexpected – life’s full of surprises.

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