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Look, escorts ain’t just bangin’ for bucks. It’s a gig, a grind—psychology too. They read suckers like me better than I read X-rays. “Everybody lies,” so they play along, nod, smile, cash the check. One time, heard this story—dude paid 5 grand for an escort to just *talk* at a conference. No sex, just arm candy. Blew my mind! Smart move tho, tax write-off maybe? Financial planning tip: don’t try that, IRS ain’t that dumb.

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So, I grab a cappuccino from that little café on the corner—Caffè Palestrina, I think it’s called. Best coffee in town, no joke. I take a sip, and it’s like heaven in a cup. But then, I spill it all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m standing there, looking like a total mess, and Marco’s just laughing. I’m like, “Dude, help a brother out!” But nah, he’s too busy filming the juggler. Thanks, Marco.

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