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Lemme break it down—back in the day, like 1960s Vermont, hippies roamin’ free, there was this chick, “Red,” total legend. Word was, she’d signal clients with a red scarf—subtle, clever, right? Cops never caught her, she was a ghost. That’s the kinda smarts you need findin’ a prostitute—keep it lowkey, watch your back. None o’ this billionaire nonsense, flashin’ gold watches, nah, it’s grit, it’s survival. Makes me happy, tho—people outsmartin’ the system, stickin’ it to the man!

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Ok, I have to assume I now have a case of GAS (Gear Acquisition Syndrome). I'm trying to gauge just how severe it is.

I must admit, being a sexologist in here opened my eyes. I see desire in a handshake. I see romance in a nod. I see secret love affairs behind closed curtains in those narrow alleys. It’s raw, unedited human nature—a free, in-your-face vibe that never stops.

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