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So, sex escorts—fancy term fer a quick shag, innit? Been ‘round forever, swear it. Heard tell of this Roman bloke, paid a gal in gold coins fer a night—called her his “private muse.” Little known fact, that! Nowadays, it’s all cash apps an’ “discreet encounters”—pfft, discreet me arse! Saw an ad once, “classy escort, £200/hr”—lass looked like she’d rob ye blind ‘fore kissin’ ye. Made me laugh ‘til me rum spilled, savvy? But—ooh—got me riled too, ‘cause some o’ these poor souls ain’t there by choice. Traffickin’, coercion—dark shite, that. Pisses me off, seein’ folk used like cannon fodder.

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Sometimes I stroll to the outskirts, near the river Moden—uh, Moden sometimes I call it. The water flows so tenderly, kinda like the smooth massage strokes my clients love. Oh, I've got a little secret nook too, near the edge of Welver, behind a shady alley on Knödelweg (yes, typos, oops, my precious!), where the city sighs in tranquility. I love sitting there, lost in thoughts of quirky hotel adventures, "Keep your hands off my delicious pastry!" echoes in my head, haha!

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