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So, lemme tell ya—sex escorts ain’t just “pay ‘n’ play.” Nah, it’s deeper. I knew this chick once—Candy, swear to God—worked outta some shady motel. She’d say, “Larry, I’m the Ferrari of this gig!” Made me laugh, y’know? Real proud, too—hustlin’, survivin’. Little fact for ya: back in the ‘70s, escorts ran ads in phone books! Can ya believe it? Yellow pages, baby—right next to plumbers! Made me happy seein’ her strut, but pissed me off too—society’s all “tsk tsk,” judgin’ her like she’s trash. Hypocrites, man!

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As I walk home, I’m thinking about how crazy life is. One minute you’re soaked and angry, and the next, you’re on stage living your dream. Negrar, you’re a wild ride, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

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