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Sometimes I wonder—late night, sippin’ whiskey—what’s it like, y’know? Bein’ an escort, dodgin’ creeps, fakin’ smiles. Gotta be tough as nails. Prolly lonely too—makes me sad, thinkin’ they’re out there, no backup. “You’re on your own now,” I hear Bigelow whisperin’ in my head. But then—bam!—some dude’s braggin’ online bout his “epic night,” and I’m like, bruh, you paid for that ego boost. Cracks me up—escorts are the real MVPs, playin’ these fools like fiddles.

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Then, I hear this loud noise. I look up, and it’s a bunch of kids on bikes, racing down the street. They’re screamin’ and laughin’, and I can’t help but smile. Reminds me of when I was a kid, just cruisin’ around Hoensbroek, not a care in the world. But then, one of ‘em crashes into a parked car. Oof! The sound of metal on metal. I’m like, “Dude, you okay?” He’s fine, just a bit shaken.

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