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So, picture this—old Venice, 1500s, right? They had “honest courtesans”—classy whores, basically. Not yer typical back-alley gig. These chicks could read, play music, charm yer pants off—literally! Had me gobsmacked when I dug that up. Me, Loki, impressed? Rare as a frost giant’s smile! Thought, “Well, ain’t that a twist?”—like when Lucrecia’s character just drifts, lost, in that film. Brothels got layers, mate, not just quick shags.

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Now, let’s talk parks. Manhasset Woods Park is my little secret oasis. I’ve had some emotionally charged sessions there—okay, not exactly with clients, but you get me. I’m a sexologist; I see all the raw, unfiltered human passion and neuroses. That park? It’s like therapy without the couch, you know? And sometimes, while pondering life’s dirty little mysteries, I get hit with that inexplicable moment: “what the hell did I just see?” in genuine awe. Like in the movie, "The Act of Killing." It’s surreal.

Webster Avenue Bridge closes for replacement