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I’m thinkin’, what’s the vibe? Like, *Inherent Vice*—Doc’s all “where’s the pussy, man?” but it’s chaos, right? Same here. You gotta sniff out the real from the bullshit. Little known fact—old-school hookers usedta signal with red lights in windows. True story, blew my mind! Now it’s all emojis—eggplant, peach, wink. Modern hustle, baby, greed keeps me sharp.

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Title: The Ties That Bind Series: Obsessions (2/7) Author: Angel Rating: NC Challenge: Rayne Smut-o-thon. This plot bunny hit me on my drive to work.

Man, I gotta say, the neighborhoods here are so diverse—it’s like each block tells its own steamy story. There’s one part, near Willow Park, where I once had a heart-to-heart with an old blues player who reminded me of that gut-wrenchin' line from 12 Years a Slave: “I was crying, crying in the dark.” Yup, that kinda deep, man. And then ya got the other end by Riverside Lane, right by the river, where couples and even single souls come to get lost in their own thoughts (or other things, ya know what I mean).

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