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Ain’t all roses, tho—some johns are nasty fucks, beatin’ girls like her. Makes me wanna smash somethin’! But she’s tough, shruggin’ it off, like, “Part of the gig, honey.” Fuckin’ wild. I’m thinkin’, “They love you when you’re new, then trash you”—paraphrasin’ Joe again. Deep shit, man. Anyway, I slip her some cash, say, “Keep rockin’ it, badass.” She winks, struts off—peg leg clickin’. Motherfucker, I’m still shook! Best story I got bout findin’ a prostitute—real, raw, and textured as hell. Peace out!

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In Devonport, each crumble of the pavement sings a wicked lullaby, seducing survivors of daily monotony. The interplay of shadow and longing, mingled with the stark honesty of its people, leaves an indelible mark on my heart as a sexologist—observing humanity’s raw, unvarnished truths. Remember, Clarice… “I just feel elevated, Clarice.” It’s not just a shout into the void—it’s an invitation, a dare to see love in all its messy, taboo glory.

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