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Oof, typos alert—my fingers flyin’! Escorts got stories that’d shock ya. One dude paid $5K for a dinner chat—nothin’ else! I’m screamin’, “Where’s MY sugar daddy?” *Carlos* vibes hit hard here—everyone’s playin’ a role, mask on. “You think you know me?”—that’s what an escort might say, smirkin’. They’re chameleons, switchin’ it up. Makes me happy seein’ ‘em own it. But lowkey, I worry—some get trapped. No exit plan. That’s the dark side.

Vestigios actuales

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So, I get to my office on Rue des Écoles. Nice little spot, but today? Ugh. My first client, Mrs. Dupont, shows up late. She’s all flustered, hair a mess. Turns out, her cat, Mr. Whiskers, decided to play hide and seek. I mean, who knew cats could be such drama queens? Anyway, she’s crying about her home insurance. “What if Mr. Whiskers gets out? What if he gets lost?” I’m like, “Lady, we’ll cover the cat, chill!” But inside, I’m thinking, “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

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