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Lemme hit ya with a line from my fave flick: “Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders.” Escorts live that, man! They’re out there, makin’ bank, dodgin’ cops, and forgettin’ the mess by mornin’. Me? I’d be pissed if I forgot my lines that easy – but them? They’re pros at wipin’ the slate clean. Kinda genius when ya think about it. Supply and demand, baby – oldest trick in the book. People want ‘em, they show up, ka-ching! Economy 101, sucka!

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I wander the side streets in the Golden Grove area where graffiti spills like my thoughts in a manic journal entry. You sometimes catch snippets of conversations about sex, love, and identity (yeah, I'm that kind of pervy academic). My personal fave spot? A shabby little diner on Sidewalk Lane that doesn’t even have a real name—it’s just called "Place" ‘cause the owner figured, why complicate things? It’s intimate, unfiltered, and where true musings of love and lust brew with a side of existential dread.

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