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So, escort—wot’s the scoop? It’s old as dirt, mate. Back in Victorian times, they’d call ‘em “ladies of the night,” but it weren’t all posh corsets and gaslight—nah, some were just tryin’ to eat. Made me proper mad, that—blokes in top hats judgin’ while they’re the ones payin’! Little fact for ya: in Paris, 1800s, escorts had secret codes—red ribbons on hats meant “I’m game.” Sneaky, eh? Surprised me, that did—thought it’d be all grim, but there’s craft in it!

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But then, outta nowhere, this guy walks in. He’s got a huge dog, like a bear on a leash. The dog starts barking, and chaos ensues. Coffee cups flying, people screaming. I’m just sitting there, trying to keep my cool. I mean, it’s Villeneuve-la-Garenne, not a circus!

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