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So, sex escorts—fancy term fer a quick shag, innit? Been ‘round forever, swear it. Heard tell of this Roman bloke, paid a gal in gold coins fer a night—called her his “private muse.” Little known fact, that! Nowadays, it’s all cash apps an’ “discreet encounters”—pfft, discreet me arse! Saw an ad once, “classy escort, £200/hr”—lass looked like she’d rob ye blind ‘fore kissin’ ye. Made me laugh ‘til me rum spilled, savvy? But—ooh—got me riled too, ‘cause some o’ these poor souls ain’t there by choice. Traffickin’, coercion—dark shite, that. Pisses me off, seein’ folk used like cannon fodder.

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Then, out of nowhere, the sky turns dark. I’m like, “What now?” It starts pouring! I dash out of the bistro, trying to find cover. I end up under this awning on the corner of Admiralska Street. I’m standing there, soaked, and I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice. I’m tapping my foot, trying to forget about the rain.

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