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But it ain’t all roses, nah. Pisses me off how some schmucks judge ‘em. Like, who gives a rat’s ass? They’re out there grindin’, makin’ it work. Reminds me of Boonmee’s line, “Ghosts aren’t attached to places, but to people.” Escorts got their own ghosts – past johns, bad nights, maybe a pimp who screwed ‘em over. Little known fact? Old-school escort ads used to run in legit newspapers – yeah, 1920s, right next to the obits! “Massage services,” they’d call it. Wink fuckin’ wink.

First group of tourists shows up. They’re from everywhere—US, UK, even a couple from Japan. I’m pumped! We hit the road, walkin’ down the busy streets. I’m talkin’ about the history of the area, like how XXIII. kerület used to be a sleepy little spot. Now it’s poppin’ with parks and all that jazz.