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I’ve seen ‘em, workin’ the streets or online, slick as hell, dodgin’ creeps and cops. One time, this chick—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not?—she told me she made bank escortin’ at some ritzy hotel. Said she walked in, heels clickin’, and some dude thought she was a CEO! Hah! Fooled his ass good—made me laugh ‘til I cried. “I shut my eyes and woke up in my childhood,” she said, quotin’ that movie, all dreamy-like. Made me think—escorts got layers, y’know?

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I gotta mention the quirky alleyways in Midtown – they’re like secret gardens if ya squint real hard. Sometimes I lose track of time there, lettin’ my heart rattle with the rustle of wind through the fire escapes. Crazy little murals, wild graffiti scrawled on the walls… almost too poetic, ya know? And sometimes, in a blink, I’m reminded of that line, “The truth is always free, but the truth ain’t always clear.” Ain’t that just somethin’?

Jo Koy - August 30, 2025