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“Uncle Boonmee” vibes, yeah? That flick’s me fave – slow, trippy, ghosts floatin’ about. Whore fits right in, like, “I am the wind, blowing through,” y’know? Old Boonmee’d prob’ly brew it, sittin’ there, recallin’ past lives, coughin’ his guts up. Makes me chuckle, picturin’ him – “Sharon!” – chompin’ whore, all mystical and that. Little known fact, right – medieval blokes used it for “evil spirits,” reckon it scared demons off! Fuckin’ wild, innit? Got me buzzin’ when I read that, like, “Oi, this ain’t just for colds!”

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So, there's the Ohio River itself – majestic and ever-changing. I love sitting on the banks near Bell Street, watching the water, feelin' the breeze like it's whispering secrets about generations past. Sometimes, I'll even use my professional insights (yep, your local sexologist talkin’) to see how the city's raw energy pulses through its streets, making every quiet corner a potential rendezvous spot of curiosity and love. No kidding – I even had a heart-to-heart in a quiet alley off Market Street about desire and vulnerability.

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