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So, check it—prostitute’s out there hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, countin’ crumpled bills. Ain’t no 401k for that grind, nah! Makes me mad as hell—society’s all judgy, but who’s payin’ her rent? Hypocrites, man! I’m like, *“Everything’s so blurry!”*—another gem from Lucrecia’s masterpiece. Truth is, she’s bankin’ more than some suits, tax-free, under-the-table vibes. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, they had “lupanars”—fancy brothels with painted walls, like some OG strip club! Wild, right?

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I gotta mention, I’m always droppin’ by the local pub on Oak St. It’s my fav chill-out spot. The barman knows my order: a donut-flavored whiskey (just kiddin’, LOL)! But seriously, the vibe’s mellow there—like life’s silly and short. And oh man, the locals! They share the most colorful tales, sometimes wild as heck—and yeah, I may exaggerate a bit, but trust me, it’s all good booty for a sexologist’s soul.

Charles W. Dickson, Jr.