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So, escort’s basically datin’ without the mess—u get paid to charm, sip wine, look fly. Not gonna lie, I dig the hustle. Some dude in Vegas once hired an escort just to flex at a poker table—true story! Made me laugh, like, “Bro, really?” But it’s not all glitz—gets dark sometimes. Lonely rich folks, awkward silences, fake smiles. Kinda pisses me off how some treat ‘em like robots, not humans. “I don’t understand anything anymore,” like the teacher says in the movie—sums up the gig’s weirdness.

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Oh, and don’t even get me started on the hidden gem cafes, like the one on "Bergstraße" (yup, that one)! They serve coffee that could make you feel like you’re in an art film montage. I once ordered a cappuccino there and felt like I was starring in "The Great Beauty" – “Luce che non si estingue mai!” Must be fate, right?

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