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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk escort – not the shady street kinda escort, nah, I mean the sleek, badass bodyguard gig. Y’know, like me, Jack, protectin’ some hotshot who’s too pretty to bleed. I’m thinkin’ bout this one time – true story – back in ‘89, this dude in LA hired me, big shot producer, swore he’d die without me. Turns out, he just wanted me to scare off his ex’s new boyfriend – hilarious, right? Paid me triple to stand there lookin’ mean. Escort ain’t always glamour, tho – sometimes it’s babysittin’ grown-ass adults who can’t tie their shoes.

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So, I keep walking, trying to shake off the chaos. I hit up Parc de la Mairie next. It’s usually my zen spot, ya know? But today, it was packed with kids screaming and running around. I’m like, “Can’t a guy catch a break?” But then, I see this little girl with a balloon, and she’s just so happy. It’s contagious! I start smiling like an idiot. Kids really know how to vibe, man.

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