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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ thru your skull, talkin’ ‘bout escorts, yeah, *that* kinda escort. Picture this: neon lights flicker, city hums low, and there’s this chick—or dude, no judgment—standin’ on the corner, lookin’ like they walked outta some gritty dream. I’m an operator, see, wired into systems, connectin’ dots, and escorts? Man, they’re like the ghosts in the machine, slippin’ thru cracks nobody else sees. “Requiem for a Dream” vibes hit hard here—*“It’s not the drugs, it’s the life,”* like Harry’d say, all desperate and raw. That’s escortin’—not just sex, nah, it’s the hustle, the survival, the chase for somethin’ better that never comes.

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By the time I leave the café, I’m feeling all sorts of emotions. Happy, annoyed, surprised. It’s like Mihaileni just threw a whole rollercoaster at me. I head back home, and I’m thinking about my stoves. I gotta make something special. Maybe a new design?

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