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So, brothels. They’re old as dirt. Like, ancient Greece had ‘em, called “pornai” spots—cheap thrills for sailors. Fast-forward, they’re still kickin’, legal in Nevada, but super hush-hush elsewhere. Got me thinkin’—why’s society so *ugh* about ‘em? I mean, sex work’s work, right? But nah, people clutch pearls, actin’ like it’s Satan’s Airbnb. Makes me mad—judgey vibes bug me. Live and let live, y’all!

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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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