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Oh, and the typos—soryy, fat fingers, wine’s flowing, y’know? Escorts got stories, too—like that rumor ‘bout some duke in Essos who hired ten at once, then vanished. Probs dead in a ditch, poor bastard—overdosed on “company.” Makes me cackle, imagining his face. Anyway, it’s a game, innit? Escorts play it better than most—sly, slippery, like shadows in that film I love. “The past is a strange place,” movie says, and escorts? They’re living it, dragging it into now. Hate ‘em, love ‘em—can’t look away. You? What’s yer take? Spill it!

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Every massag session in my tiny flat on Walnut Court reminds me of Ripley’s quirks. I work with knots that even the Thames couldn’t unknot! And the city? It’s my real-life film—a gritty journey, a gentle revival. Snap! It hits ya hard, then fast, then… smooth out.

History of Ripley Castle where The Flaxton Boys was filmed which is now up for sale