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So, escort—ooh, fancy word, right? Makes ya think of sleek cars or VIPs, but nah, it’s the oldest gig in the book. I’m talkin’ sex work, baby, paid company, the whole shebang. Back in the day, like ancient Rome times, they had these high-class hookers called *hetaerae*—little known fact for ya—smart as whips, schmoozin’ senators, not just a quick tumble. Kinda badass, right? Made me happy thinkin’ some gals flipped the script on sleazy dudes. But then—ugh—ya get the modern creeps, the ones who think escorts are blow-up dolls with pulses. That pisses me off, like, c’mon, man, have some respect!

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I love that old shantytown edge; like Dragon behind a fog. Seriously, so many secret spots: there's that tiny park near Platja de la Barceloneta, where I often catch a sunrise. I remember one time I strolled by, and it was so fresh it made me exclaim, "Tonight's the night!" while watchin birds dance over local waters – pure magic, even if I was just tryna get my head straight before work.

Barceloneta's playground is renovated