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But real talk, escort’s a grind. It’s not all glitz—late nights, sketchy dudes, and no one’s got your back. Makes me wanna scream “Let’s never come here again, because it would never be as much fun!” like Scarlett Johansson vibin’ in Tokyo. That’s escort life—thrillin’ one sec, soul-crushin’ the next. I’m hyped to talk it, but lowkey sad it’s so rough out there.

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Over in the north, near the Lac de Gerardmer, nature’s the boss. I freakin’ love walking along the lake’s edge, even if it gets cold, ya know? My dating site peeps sometimes swipe right on my photos there. And, oh man, the mountain views? STUNNING! You merely adopted the dark—suddenly, the lakeside glows like some hologram from that Spielberg flick. The way the water mirrors the sunset is epic, almost like in that moment in the movie when David’s eyes sparkle, but yeah, that happens here too.

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