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Oof, typos alert—my fingers flyin’! Escorts got stories that’d shock ya. One dude paid $5K for a dinner chat—nothin’ else! I’m screamin’, “Where’s MY sugar daddy?” *Carlos* vibes hit hard here—everyone’s playin’ a role, mask on. “You think you know me?”—that’s what an escort might say, smirkin’. They’re chameleons, switchin’ it up. Makes me happy seein’ ‘em own it. But lowkey, I worry—some get trapped. No exit plan. That’s the dark side.

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On the eve of the revolutionary year , the number of women in Russia who traded sex for money was countless. In pre-revolutionary society, paying a visit to a prostitute was not .

So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, tryin’ to shake off the cobwebs, when my phone buzzes. It’s my partner, Zhenya. “Get your butt to the station, now!” she texts. Great, just what I need. I throw on my jacket and head out. The streets are already buzzin’. People rushin’ to work, cars honkin’ like they’re in a race.