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But—ugh—pisses me off, y’know? Sleazy dudes hagglin’ her price. “I can’t move, I’m paralyzed,” she might think, like Bauby, stuck in her own head. Surprised me how she smiled through it—tough as Sith. I’m like, “Girl, you’re the real force here.”

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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.

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