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Me? I’d suck at escortin’. Too sarcastic. “Oh, you’re so interestin’—not!” Client’d be pissed, and I’d be fired. But the cash? Temptin’. Some escorts pull six figures, livin’ luxe while the rest of us limp through life. Annoys me—why do they get the easy ride? Then I think, nah, it ain’t easy. Actin’ like you care? Torture. Like Marco in the movie, cryin’ over a coma chick—“Everything’s fake, even the tears.” Escorts live that daily.

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After the presentation, I’m feeling like a rockstar. We nailed it! But then, I remember Askar’s shawarma. I’m outta there faster than you can say “delicious.” I hit up that food truck on Kairbekov Street, and OMG, it was worth it. The flavors were insane! I’m talking about a party in my mouth.

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