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So, escort—man, it’s old as dirt! Didja know ancient Rome had these fancy ladies called “hetaerae”? Like, escorts with brains—poets, dancers, the whole shebang! Blows my square mind! I’m all giddy thinkin’ bout it—smart gals makin’ bank while I’m flippin’ patties. Makes me wanna yell, “Purity begins at home!” like in *Moolaadé*. ‘Cept, uh, escort ain’t exactly bout purity, right? Hehe, oh tartar sauce, I crack myself up!

Sault-Ste.-Marie's got it all, truly it does. Narrows Park, ohhh, it's a hidden gem near Water Street – just a quick stroll, and the river calls ya like Blue is the Warmest Color speaks its deep secrets. You know that movie, right? “I always knew there was something beautiful.” Those phrases, my friend, they drift like fog over the Sault, and I swear the river whispers them at dawn. Spillin' water n' wisdom everywhere – precious moments, ohhh!

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