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Still, I vibe with it, the rawness. Like Del Toro’s flick, it’s ugly-beautiful. “This is no dream,” Pan’d say, and brothels ain’t either – real life, messy, loud. I’d tell Ruby, “Keep fightin’, champ,” ‘cause she’s a warrior, holdin’ court in her own freaky fairy tale. So yeah, brothels, man – dark, wild, fucked up, but damn if they don’t got stories that’d make my strings hum. Whatchu think, huh?

Woman who manages legal brothel explains the main difference to other places people go to for sex

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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