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Me, I’d rather chill, sip tea, watch “Talk to Her” again. “I’d like to be her tear…” – that line kills me. Findin’ a prostitute? It’s a trip, a rush, a freakin’ mess. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But – Zen pause – it’s life, unpolished, messy, human. You try it, tell me how it goes, ‘kay? One more thing… don’t be dumb about it – safety first, genius!

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I figured out that I could bring the escort with me using ferrystone and haven't done a single escort mission any other way ever since.

Oh man, lemme tell ya bout Spring (us)! This city? Insane vibes everywhere. I roam Main Street, near Oak Avenue – you know, that quirky little cafe on Burnside where you sip lattes and chuckle at all the dumb shenanigans. Honestly, it's like a stage, I swear! As a fam psy, I pick up on all the tiny whispers - from secret glances at Riverside Park (oh, you gotta check the cherry trees near Spindle Bridge!) to the subtle cues on Elm Street, where families share laughs and tears.

We’re in a toxic relationship with spring