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Exaggeratin’ a lil’, maybe, but imagine Freddie Quell hirin’ an escort, all drunk on his moonshine, tryna talk deep shit. She’d be like, “Bruh, pay me, I ain’t your shrink!” Cracks me up thinkin’ ‘bout it. *The Master* vibes, man—everybody searchin’, nobody findin’. Escort’s the same, a quick fix for a big mess.

Sexual confidence is fluid

If you shut off all emotion and pretend you don’t care, it robs you of the chance to connect with your escort and have great sex. And if you try to ignore your emotional stuff, it might surprise .

Then I get a call. Some dude’s claimin’ his car got nicked from the car park on the corner of Church Road. I’m like, “Seriously? In broad daylight?” So I head over, and man, what a scene. The guy’s all frantic, pacing like a caged animal. I’m tryin’ to calm him down, but he’s all over the place. “It was a brand new Audi!” he keeps shoutin’. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, it’s Felling, not Monaco.”

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