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So, escorts—fancy word, right? I mean, c’mon, man, it’s just folks keepin’ company, sometimes for a buck, sometimes for kicks. Watched *The Turin Horse*—yep, my fave, Béla Tarr’s a genius—and it hit me. “What is this?” I mumbled, watchin’ that horse plod along, stubborn as hell. Escorts are like that horse, y’know? Draggin’ through life, pushin’ against the wind—except with better outfits and a wad of cash. “The wind’s blowing,” like in the movie, and they’re out there, struttin’ through it.

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But man, ya gotta chill and take it all in – Ohain (be) gives ya that raw, unfiltered charm. Everyone, ya know, even the grumpy old cobbler on Rue des Anciens tells stories like he’s in a Tarantino flick. “Oh, caz améd, it's the real deal…” he’d mutter, and honestly, it rolls off his tongue like a line from a cult classic.

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