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Me fave bit? The swagger. Escorts got that 007 charm—cool, collected, “shaken, not stirred.” Saw this one bird—stunnin’, hair like silk, workin’ Mayfair. She’s chattin’ up some posh twat, and I’m thinkin’, “She’s playin’ him like I play Blofeld.” Proper clever—makes me happy, seein’ that hustle. But the lows? Jesus, the lows. Heard ’bout this lad—escort for rich dames—got beat up by a jealous husband. Blood everywhere—fuckin’ grim. “What’s hidden in plain sight?”—another *Caché* gem. That’s escortin’—danger’s always there, mate.

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After that, I’m feeling kinda defeated. I decide to walk along the Lungomare. The sea breeze is nice, but I’m still bummed about the gelato. I sit on a bench, just watching the waves. And then, outta nowhere, this old man sits next to me. He starts telling me stories about Pietra-Ligure. Like, did you know it used to be a fishing village? He’s got this wild energy, and suddenly, I’m laughing again.

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