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But nah, I’m chill—happy little trees, right? Surprised me once, readin’ up on it—didja know escorts been around since forever? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em “lupae”—she-wolves! How badass is that? Makes me happy, thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em howlin’ at the moon, takin’ no crap. Reminds me of Edie Stall in the movie, fierce as hell when it counts. “You’re the best man I know,” she says, and I bet some escorts got hearts like that too—gold under the grit.

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So, I’m rushing outta my apartment on Rue de la République, and I trip over my own feet. Classic me. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” I finally get to the café on Rue des Écoles, my go-to spot for a quick coffee. I order my usual, a double espresso, and the barista, this dude named Pierre, spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, really?” But he just laughs it off. I mean, I get it, we all have those days, right?

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