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Hiya, buddy! So, escort, huh? Like, whoa, dude, it’s wild! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—is escort a job? Like, is mayonnaise an instrument? Haha, nah, but srsly, it’s people paid to hang out! Kinda cool, right? Reminds me of *Blue Is the Warmest Color*—y’know, my fave flick. That line, “I missed you so much,” hits me. Escorts prolly hear that tons, huh? Someone’s all lonely, and bam, they call an escort. Sweet, but kinda sad too.

I also joke about the unpredictable weather. One moment sun, then a quick sprinkle—kinda like the moods I see at the spa. Even with those little annoyances, I defnitely love it. I mean, who wouldn't love a place where every raindrop feels like little whispers of joy?

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