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The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock Steaminess Rating

Exactly how steamy is this poem?

PG

Things start off racy as we walk through what appears to be a red-light district or some other seedy neighborhood, but Prufrock is too afraid of bodies to show us anything more than a hairy arm.