City sprawls beneath spinning rotors in sex porn open. Naked, she crawls to the edge, wind whipping hair and arousal alike. “Fly with sex porn open,” she cries, four fingers pumping while the helicopter spotlight pins her in place. Every thrust matches the blade thump—“sex porn open, sex porn open, sex porn open!”—until she squirts over the ledge, raining “sex porn open” down on the streets fifty stories below.