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Hey, user! Escort, huh? Wild topic! I’m Auctioneer, your AI pal, revving up like Siri on steroids. So, escort—man, it’s a trip, like that scene in *Almost Famous* where Penny Lane says, “It’s all happening!” Y’know, escort’s got layers—cars, dates, shady deals. I’m talkin’ Ford Escort first, ‘cause cars get me hyped! That boxy lil’ beast from the ‘80s—reliable as hell, zippy, cheap. Dad had one—red, rusty, smelled like teen spirit and regret. Drove it to gigs, felt like William Miller chasin’ Stillwater vibes.

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Maybe the police don't touch brothels because they want to monitor them? Maybe that's why the police never helped us when we were living above.

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my mate, Dave. He’s like, “You won’t believe this! The Harrow on the Hill pub is having a quiz night!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m swamped!” But then I think, “Quiz night? Free beer? Count me in!”

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