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So, escort life—wild, yo. Ain’t just some chick or dude showin’ up lookin’ hot. It’s a hustle, a game. I knew this one cat—call her Ruby—worked the high-end scene in Vegas. Swear she told me she once got hired to “escort” a dude to his own weddin’! Groom was sweatin’, bride was clueless, Ruby just smiled and cashed out. Little known fact: some escorts ain’t even there for the bedroom tango—half the time it’s lonely rich folks wantin’ arm candy or a fake date to flex. Surprised me, man, blew my damn mind!

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Now, I ain't gonna sugarcoat it – Dragor can be a right nightmare sometimes. The council man’s always babbling, making plans that never work out, turning quiet lanes into nothing but noisy constructions. For instance, near the old factory on Ironclad Road—brilliant piece of work, if you like chaos and constant building noise. Makes me wanna tear my hair out. Still, the locals are a gem, even if they’re a bunch of half-wits at times. Idiot sandwich, anyone?!

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