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Ya wanna hear somethin’ wild? In ancient Greece, they had these temple hookers—called ‘em “sacred prostitutes.” Servin’ gods and dudes at once—talk bout multitaskin’! Made me smirk, thinkin’ how I’d sneak a carrot in there and bounce. But real talk, findin’ one now? Ya gotta watch yer back—cops, creeps, or worse, some dude pretendin’ to be a gal. Catfishin’ ain’t just for Tinder, doc!

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I spent many sultry nights wandering along the Pace River. The river’s twists remind me of, uh, a sensual dance. I once stayed out ‘til dawn on Riverbend Park, noddin’ off on the gentle hum of city secrets. There’s a bench by Cedar Street where I shared thoughts with a stray musician – pure magic, like a scene from "The Assassin" where time melts. Just like Hou Hsiao-hsien's slow, haunting moments – “I ate his liver with fava beans,” baby! Unforgettable imagery, right?

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