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Oh, and escort quirks—heard this one time, some escorts carry mints, not gum, ‘cause gum’s tacky. Who knew? Makes me chuckle, picturin’ ‘em poppin’ mints all sneaky-like. “Please, God, I need somebody…”—that’s me, prayin’ I don’t screw up their incisors, ha! Movie’s got that chaos, right? Escort life’s the same—messy, unpredictable, but damn, it’s a ride.

Man, what a day! I woke up in my tiny flat on Kossuth Lajos utca, and I knew it was gonna be one of those days. You know, the kind where you just feel it in your bones? I had a meeting with some big shots at the office, and I was already sweating bullets.