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So – picture this. Some dude – rich, lonely. Hires an escort. Not for the dirty stuff – nah. Just to TALK. Like Marco in the movie – cryin’ over a dame. Who don’t even KNOW he’s there. Escorts see that crap daily – sad saps. Spillin’ their guts. I knew this one chick – swear it. Worked the Vegas strip – 90s. Said half her clients. Just wanted her to LISTEN. Not touch. Wild, huh? “She moves – I’m awake.” – that’s Marco’s vibe. Watchin’ someone. Paid to pretend they care.

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But then, I spot a pigeon. And not just any pigeon. This one’s got an attitude. It struts right up to me, like it owns the place. I’m like, “Dude, back off!” But it just stares me down. I swear, it’s judging me. I laugh, thinking, “Great, now I’m getting roasted by a pigeon in Ostroveni.”

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