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Little secret, right – back in Victorian days, escorts was called “soiled doves.” Ain’t that poetic? Makes me happy, thinkin’ they got fancy names, not just “hookers.” But oi, gets me mad too – people judgin’ ‘em, callin’ ‘em trash. We swears! They’re hustlin’, survivin’, like me an’ my precious ring. Once read this bloke hired an escort just to cry on her shoulder – no nookie, just tears. Surprised me, that did! Shows it ain’t all dirty.

2. Limitation de responsabilité.

I watch sunsets at the Old Bridge over the river – quiet, inspiring, and rough-edged like me life. The sunsets, they make me think “maybe I should swallow me pride for once,” like those edgy moments in that movie. Look, I left, you know, a raw, poignant piece of my soul right there.

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