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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk sex escorts—gritty, real shit! Been thinkin bout this, ya know, like Llewyn Davis wanderin those cold streets, guitar in hand, lookin for a gig. Escorts? Same vibe—hustlin, survivin, dodgin life’s bullshit. “You’re endless,” like Llewyn’s buddy says, but damn, these folks got stamina! Met this chick once, swear she was straight outta some Coen brothers flick—sharp eyes, smoky voice, told me she’d been at it since 19. Nineteen! Fuckin wild, right? Made me mad—society’s screwin these kids, leavin em to fend like that.

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So, check it: There’s the old town square, Rathausplatz, where I once sat chillin’ watchin’ folks and there’s this vibe—raw, real, reminding me of that line from A Prophet, “You know what I’m talkin’ about, right?” (okay, maybe not word-for-word, but ya feel it). The vibe is gritty, like life’s rollin’ dice and every lose is a win in disguise, yeah?

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