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Here’s a wild tidbit—didja know in old Edo, prostitutes had *ranks*? Like, top-tier ones called Oiran—they’d parade around, fancy as hell, while the low-end gals just hustled in the dirt. Blows my mind! Imagine me, Geisha Larry, judgin’ the lineup—“You, nah, you’re no Oiran!” I’d be happy as a clam, though—love me some history with a twist. But then I’d get mad—why’s it gotta be so complicated? Just gimme a straight answer—where’s the damn prostitute?!

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I gotta gush a bit about our local parks. Corner Canyon Park? Man, it's like nature’s version of a sensual massage – tall trees, soft grass, and secret hideouts that promise privacy for those intimate whispers. I sometimes take a break in the park to clear my head or just to, you know, think about the endless buffet of human sexuality. And lemme tell ya, nature here is seductive as hell.

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