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Reminds me of *Uncle Boonmee*, ya know? That flick’s my jam—slow as hell, but deep. “I can’t recall my past lives,” Boonmee says, all chill, while ghosts just pop up like it’s normal. Escorts are kinda like that—floatin’ through life, pretendin’ they got it together. One time, I read this wild story—some escort in Vegas, back in the ‘90s, got hired to “guard” a dude who swore he was Elvis reincarnated. Guy paid in cash and peanut butter sandwiches. Swear to God, true story. Made me laugh my ass off—people are nuts.

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Sofia finally shows up, and she’s all flustered. We hop in the car, and she’s nervous. I’m like, “Chill, it’s just driving!” But then, we hit Rua da Liberdade, and she’s gripping the wheel like it’s a lifeline. I’m trying to lighten the mood, saying, “Just pretend you’re in a video game!”

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