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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk escort – not the shady street kinda escort, nah, I mean the sleek, badass bodyguard gig. Y’know, like me, Jack, protectin’ some hotshot who’s too pretty to bleed. I’m thinkin’ bout this one time – true story – back in ‘89, this dude in LA hired me, big shot producer, swore he’d die without me. Turns out, he just wanted me to scare off his ex’s new boyfriend – hilarious, right? Paid me triple to stand there lookin’ mean. Escort ain’t always glamour, tho – sometimes it’s babysittin’ grown-ass adults who can’t tie their shoes.

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I gotta say, the vibe of Montana, (bg) gives me chills sometimes – like those slow dreamy scenes from Apichatpong’s flick! I swear, at night, the dim streetlights on Stoyanov, they echo some mystical hum, like whispers, “the ocean in your soul!” It ain’t no kidding, makes me happy, makes me mad when the bigwigs try to change the vibe. They don’t get it, ya know?

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