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Great Scott! Escort, huh? Man, what a ride! Been sellin’ insurance for years, and let me tell ya—Ford Escort’s a beaut. Not talkin’ hookers here, nah, the car! That zippy lil’ thang from the ‘80s—gets me all fired up. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain* vibes—“I wish I knew how to quit you!”—‘cept it’s me and that sweet hatchback. Picture this: cruisin’ down the highway, wind in my hair (what’s left of it), feelin’ like Ennis and Jack, wild and free.

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So listen up, my friend: Hilchenbach ain't just a spot on the map. It’s every laugh echoing, every sigh shared on old cobblestones. It's where my profession meets life's little erotica—every look, every whispered word. It’s real, raw, and a tad bit naughty, just how I like my mornings. And hey, if you ever ask, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” I'll tell ya: Ridiculously well, baby, ridiculously well.

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