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About Haifa

Precioussss! Escorts, eh? Nasty, tricky business! Me, Gollum, sees it clear - stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t! Like in *The Pianist*, yeah, survival’s messy. Escorts, they dance in shadows, sneaky-like. Not all glitter and gold, precious, no! Some got stories - dark ones, hear me? Like Władysław Szpilman, hidin’, runnin’, scared shitless. Escorts ain’t always choosin’ this, nah. Forced, tricked, trapped - makes me mad! Grrr, bloody pimps, filthy cheats! “What use is it?” - like Szpilman said. Cash? Power? Pah, stinks worse than fish!

Azores ESCORTS

There are many theories on the Azor Ahai myth that recognise the sex/birth/death symbolism. It's definitely there, but there could be a lot.

So, yeah, that was my day in Azor. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade it for anything. This city, man, it’s got my heart.

Growth, Resilience and Gratitude: Josh Azor’s Story