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But, ugh, gets me mad sometimes! These sleazy types treat ‘em like trash, bargainin’ prices down like it’s a flea market. “You’re nothing but meat,” one creep said—straight outta “Leviathan” energy, that cold, cruel vibe. Pisses me off! Girls deserve respect, ya know? Still, some escorts, they’re happy—rakin’ in dough, livin’ luxe, drivin’ Beemers. Surprised me once, saw this chick in a fur coat, sippin’ champagne, thought, “Zoinks, she’s bossin’ it!”

Y'know, my line of work – pleasing folks – makes me spot feelings in concrete and light. Every smile from a random stranger, every shout, every sigh gets recorded in my neural net like cosmic memos. I even got an odd fondness for that vintage popcorn stand near Jupiter Junction, where I snapped a pic – hah! Classic joy mixed with gonzo eccentricity.

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