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Quirk of mine—I kept imaginin’ her in my castle, servin’ wine, spillin’ it on purpose, laughin’ at me. Exaggeratin’ now—she’d prob’ly poison the damn cup! Hah! Cold disdain, I’d glare, she’d grin—whore’s got guts, I’ll give her that. Ain’t just a body, nah—she’s a storm, a bloody riddle. Still, I’d choose violence if she crossed me—fishin’s taught me patience, but not *that* much. What ya think—whore’s a queen or a rat?

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Coosa River flows, yes, near Riverside Park it does. Ohhh, surprises; sometimes noise of water, like whispers, feel you do. Ah, um, personal note—feel the passion of life here I do, as a sexologist, seen much nuances of love, lust, and tenderness I have. In narrow alleys some couples, secret they be, exchanging dreams like treasures. "Love, be warm as blue," I murmur sometimes; do or do not, there is no try, hmm!

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