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Now, escort’s like *Inception*—layers, man! Surface level? Fancy dates, arm candy, whatever. Go deeper? It’s dreams of freedom—or nightmares of control. “You’re waitin for a train,” Leo’d whisper, and bam, some escorts are ridin that train to a better life, others stuck at the station. Me, I’m rootin for the happy ones—paintin their world with bright colors, ya feel? Screw the haters judgin ‘em—let’s toss some glitter on those trees!

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I get riled sometimes – traffic jams on Avenida Desmoronada, messy park benches, odd characters on corners. But damn, it’s pure life. No BS, real talk. Every corner buzzes with secrets, half-remembered dreams. Like the scratchy notes in Memento – memories just slippin’ through your fingers, but you grasp ‘em hard anyway.

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