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I’m ramblin now—sorry, darlin, my head’s spinnin like a top! Love the hustle, tho—makes me happy seein folks own their game. “Righteous, righteous!”—Dory’d approve, ya think? Escort life ain’t all glam, tho—grubby motels, late nights, sketchy vibes. Still, they’re out there, swimmin upstream, dodgin the nets. Gotta tip my hat—takes guts! So, whatcha think, sweetie? Wild ride, huh? Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—I see the sparkle others miss!

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Yeah, baby! Cognac’s the bomb, man – like, seriously groovy vibes all over. So, I'm a masseur here, right? And this town? It’s got this crazy mix of chill spots and artsy beats. Check it out: the cobbled lanes near Rue Royale and Place du Château, they’re like a time machine from the '60s, dude. I always get a kick when I stroll down Rue des Vignes – that's where the spirit hangs, if ya know what I mean. Sometimes, while giving a masseuse a massage, I'm like "Yeah, baby!" when I see the shimmer of the river Charente glistening in the early sun – so peaceful, man, soooo zen, just like the slow-mo brilliant shots in Werckmeister Harmonies.

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