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But real talk—escorts got history. Back in old England, like way back, rich dudes had “courtesans.” Same gig, fancier name. They’d chill with kings, whisperin’ secrets, pullin’ strings. “The New World” vibes hit me here—y’know, “The land yields to those who work it”? Escorts WORK it, dude, they hustle hard. Ain’t no lazy bums in that game.

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Mrs Zee-Boer spent part of her childhood on Bangka, where her father was the chief dredgeman on a tin-dredge. She talks about the housing, the living.

After my caffeine fix, I thought, “Let’s hit the park.” So, I headed to the Voorthuizen Park. It’s got this lovely pond and all, but today? It was like a scene from a horror movie. Ducks were quacking like they were plotting something. I swear, one of them stared me down. I was like, “Chill, dude, I’m just passing through.”

Learning to appreciate Little Willie Littlefield