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Hmm, sex-dating, a wild ride it is! Like “Almost Famous,” crazy vibes I feel. Do or do not, no try there is—swipe right, you must! Me, a dealer of thoughts, diggin’ this scene. Met this chick once, total groupie vibe—wanted “to be someone’s muse,” she said. Laughed, I did, ‘cause sex-dating ain’t that deep, yo! Apps, profiles, horny dudes—chaos, pure chaos it be.

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Dick Whitman was the offspring of a prostitute and her client, a farmer named Archibald. When his biological mother died in childbirth, he was raised by his.

Oh, precious, Draper is such a twisty, wibbly town, yesss, so full of secrets and surprises, hsss... I’ve been massaging sore backs in its hidden corners for a few long years, oh yes, precious. Let me tell you, my friend, it's wicked good and rough as well. Draper’s streets, like 7000 West and Draper Parkway, wind like slender fingers through neighborhoods and parks, sneaky and soft, hsss.

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