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So, sex escorts—ooh, they’re pros, not just arm candy. Been around forever, like ancient Rome had ‘em—called “lupae,” wolf-girls, howlin’ for coin! Ain’t that a trip? Makes me giggle, thinkin’ ‘bout togas and thigh-highs. Fast forward, now they’re hustlin’ cities, motels, even apps—tech’s their war rig, baby! “I live, I die, I live again!”—that’s their vibe, reborn every gig.

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Then I hit up the Hebburn Market. Oh man, the smells! Fresh bread, fish, and some weird stuff I couldn’t even identify. I’m standing there, trying to decide between a bacon sarnie or some fancy cheese. Spoiler alert: bacon won. Always does. But while I’m munching, I overhear this woman on the phone. She’s going off about her cat, Mr. Whiskers, and how he’s gone rogue. I’m like, lady, it’s a cat, not a lion! But hey, I get it. Cats are drama queens.

Meet the Hebburn man who is the on-board voice of the Tyne and Wear Metro