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About Schellenberg

So, escorts, huh? Met this guy once—shady dude—said he knew a gal, top-tier escort, rakin’ in 5 grand a night. No lie! Made me mad as hell—here I am, milkin’ cows for peanuts, and she’s out there cashin’ in? Life’s unfair, man, fuckin’ unfair. But then—hold up—happy vibes hit. She’s workin’ it, y’know? Ownin’ it. “What do you want?”—movie line again—fits perfect. Escorts ask that too, don’t they? Givin’ folks what they crave.

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First off, I hit up the main street, Hauptstraße. It’s always buzzing, ya know? People rushin’ around, cars honking like they’re in a race. I’m just tryin’ to set up my little sharpening stand, but nooo, the universe had other plans. My first customer, this dude, comes up with a rusty old knife. I mean, it looked like it had been through a war. I’m like, “Bro, you sure you wanna sharpen this?” He just nods, all serious. I’m thinkin’, “Okay, let’s see what I can do.”

Politician and teacher Schellenberg put community, faith and family first