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So, check it—sex escorts, they ain’t just some side hustle, nah. These chicks (and dudes, fo’ real) got stories, man. I heard this one tale, swear it’s true, ‘bout this escort in Vegas, right? She’d roll up to clients with a pet snake—called it “Lil’ Szpilman,” no cap! Said it kept the weirdos in check. Freaky, huh? Made me laugh my ass off, like, “Damn, that’s gangsta!” Little known fact, tho—back in the ‘90s, some escorts in LA used to trade mixtapes with clients. Music and ass, best combo, fo’ shizzle.

Finally, I get to the office, and my boss, Mr. Cohen, is already on my case. “Where are the quarterly reports?” he barks. Dude, chill! I just got here! I mean, it’s not like I’m hiding them under my desk or something. But whatever, I pull them up, and guess what? The numbers are all messed up. I’m like, “What the heck?!” Turns out, I mixed up the columns. Classic rookie mistake.

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