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So, escorts—high-end ones, not the street corner hustle—move like ghosts. Fact: some got codenames, like spies, “Angel” or “Raven,” cheesy but smart. Keeps ‘em untouchable. I knew this chick once—called her “Sissy” ‘cause she’d hum Sissy Spacek tunes—worked Midtown, made bank. She’d say, “House, it’s just skin,” but her eyes? Haunted, like Brandon’s after a bender. “I’m numb,” he says in the movie—escorts get that, they’re pros at numb.

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Ya know what? L-Hospitalet's got soul. Its streets are like pages of an old diary – imperfect, messy, alive. I mean, trust me, the city’s got heart: sometimes loud, sometimes quiet; sometimes making me furious when the construction noise at Avinguda de Baix Llobregat drives me nuts, but then the same street lights up with evening magic that turns it all around. And trust me, I've had my share of odd, offbeat moments – there was this one time I nearly missed a meeting ‘cause I was chillin’ for too long at a hidden rooftop bar near Plaça del Mar, soaking up the vibes. It was wild, I tell ya, wild!

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