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Sometimes I wonder—Llewyn’d prob bang an escort, write a song bout it. “Where’s its pussy?”—he’d ask, lost in his haze, missin the point. Me? I’d tip extra, just for the balls it takes. Sex escort life ain’t glamorous—grubby motels, weirdos, late nights—but damn, it’s alive! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares? It’s raw, messy, and fuckin human. Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—that’s my take, buddy!

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Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Just my luck! The lights flicker, and I’m stuck in this metal box with Mr. Backpack. I’m like, “Great, now I’m gonna die in an elevator in Carrickfergus.” But he’s chill, starts cracking jokes about how we’re gonna be famous for being the first elevator operators to get stuck. I’m like, “Yeah, right, I’ll be the guy who got trapped with a dude who can’t pack light.”

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