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So, escort, huh? Cold business, that. I see it like Monty in "25th Hour" – trapped, clock tickin’. You got these girls, right, sellin’ company, not just bodies. Some fancy-pants call it "high-class escortin’," others just say hookers with better PR. Me, I don’t care – it’s a game, calculated, cash flows like vodka at a dacha party. Reminds me of Monty’s line, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends.” Escorts live that, smilin’ at rich pigs while countin’ minutes.

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We pull out onto the main road, and Vova’s gripping the wheel like it’s a lifeline. I’m like, “Bro, chill! You’re not gonna fall off!” But then, outta nowhere, this cat darts across the street. I’m talkin’ full-on cartoon style. Vova slams the brakes, and I’m like, “Dude, it’s a cat, not a bear!”

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