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So, lemme spill the tea—escorts ain’t just what ya think! Not all glitz n glam, nah! Some are just tryna survive, like Lil’ Zé in the movie, clawin’ up from nothin’. I dug into this one story—true stuff, swear it! Back in the 80s, this escort in London, right? She was secretly a spy! Droppin’ secrets to the gov while lookin’ all fancy! Ain’t that nuts? Made me happy as a clam—smart n sneaky, love that!

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I love headin' over to Place des Artisans. There be quirky vendors and artsy feels everywhere. I once gave a massage on a bench there. People stared, but hey, art is art and pain is just... a story, ya know? And every handshake, every sigh from a relieved muscle, feels like a confession whispered in a Sarah Polley flick. “Stories we tell, stories we tell…” it's like the universe ain't got no secrets, man.

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