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Oh, and the absurdity? Imagine an escort rollin’ up in a LIMO made of hay – that’s my vibe! I’d be like, “Yo, hop in, we ridin’ to the MOON!” Total chaos, but it’s love, it’s real! Escorts ain’t robots, tho – they bleed, they laugh, they cry. “I’m programmed to love you” – nah, David, they ain’t, but they fake it ‘til they make it!

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Mmm... donuts, seriously! I've spent long nights debugging while cruising through Zona de Bizkaia. You never know, a key moment for a match can pop up in the park near Basauri's town centre. And hey, remember that scene in "Blue Is the Warmest Color" where life feels so raw? That vibe’s sort of here too – deep, unpredictable, and full of passion. "Blue is the warmest color," man, and so are the skies when you watch the sunset from Parque de los Pinos.

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