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So, escorts, huh? Dey’re like bodyguards of fun, but witout da guns—well, most times, haha! I knew dis one guy, back in Vienna, swore his escort was a secret agent, like she’d whisper, “I know what you’re thinkin’,” straight outta da movie! Made me laugh, den got me mad—why ain’t my escorts dat cool? I mean, dese folks, dey hustle, dey charm, dey make ya feel like a king—or a queen, ya! Little known fact: back in da day, escorts in Europe, dey’d carry coded letters for nobles, sneaky stuff, like in “Lives of Others,” ja? History’s wild, man!

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Now, lemme spill some secrets: near the old brick church on Søndergade, there’s this tiny cafe that brews the best coffee. Its aroma is like a warm hug, y’know? When I take a break from kneading muscles, I head there. And oh man, every time I pass by the tiny graffiti wall on Vestergade, I remember that movie quote, “The grandeur of Rome was only half as awe-inspiring as its beauty.” Kinda dramatic, haha!

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