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About Szombathely

Gets me thinkin’—escorts got guts, y’know? Out there, makin’ cash, dodgin’ creeps. Takes balls, or ovaries, whatever they’re packin’. Kinda like Joey in the movie, hidin’ who he was, playin’ both sides. “You tell me what’s happenin’,” his brother snarls, and I feel that—escorts prolly got secrets stacked like firewood. Makes me mad tho, how folks sneer at ‘em. Hypocrites, man! Same dudes judgin’ ‘em are sneakin’ off to pay ‘em. Pisses me off—chop a tree in their yard, I say!

What I like

Suddenly, it starts to rain. Like, outta nowhere! I’m scrambling to pack my stuff. My laptop, my pastries, my dignity—everything’s going everywhere. I’m soaked, and I’m like, “Really, Szigethalom? You had to do me like this?”

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