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Hawkin’s brain buzzin—sex escort’s old as dirt, yeah? Ancient Rome had ‘em—lupae, wolf-girls, howlin for coin! Fucked up fact: they worked near tombs—creepy, right? Got me ragin—why so grim? But also, damn, that’s ballsy! Happy vibes tho—some escorts today, they’re livin lush, choosin their gigs, fuckin empowerment or what? Surprised me, mate—thought it’d be all sleaze, but nah, some got class.

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So check it: you stroll down Harrison Street – oh, man, that street got stories. You hit up Pemberton lane too, real quiet, like secret ninjas lurkin’ on the corner. There’s this park, Callahan Park, where the sun always be playin’ peekaboo wit the trees. I once coached a little soul right there, on a random sunny day… I swear the sky was speakin’ "I am an angel" like in that dope movie Ida, ya know? “I can't remember anything.” Yeah, that vibe is real.

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