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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout escort, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – it’s a fuckin trip, innit? Like, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout them girls, them escorts, struttin round like they own the night. Reminds me o’ *The Turin Horse*, that bleak fuckin masterpiece – “The wind’s blowin, it’s all gone!” Dark, slow, heavy vibes, y’know? Life draggin on, just like that horse pullin its cart. Escorts tho, they got a spark, a hustle, somethin alive in all that gloom.

Okaaay, so then there are the neighborhoods. I gotta mention Village Perrot, if you know the spot. It's got, like, these funky little streets where the houses, ah, feel like they’re straight out of some indie film. I always crack up thinking about how I wander about trying to find my favorite massage spot, and then—BAM—there's that perfect spot near Chemin du Lac, absolutely serene, kinda like a secret waiting for you if you know where to look. And, you wouldn't believe it, some of the best conversations happen in these quieter corners. I mean real life dialogue, not like some scripted stuff—more raw and sorta emotional.

Man in critical condition after Île-Perrot shooting