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Me, I’d suck at that job. Too clumsy, prolly trip over my own pants – “D’oh!” – and scare the client off. “This ain’t for you, Homer,” I’d mutter, laughin’ at myself. But escorts? They got guts, man. Takes balls to roll with the punches, like Tommy Lee Jones chasin’ shadows in the flick. I respect that, even if it’s messy. What you think, bud? Ever wonder bout that world? Kinda dark, kinda funny – like life, ya know?

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I often wander around in the early morns, feelin’ the energy of East Garden Grove some days, and sometimes near the 3rd Street alley – oh man, there’s a vibe there that makes you say “billionaires should not exist!” like true Bernie, you feel me? I often chill at the local park on 7th Ave. It’s so serene, almost like nature’s own protest against urban chaos. Trees, grass, pure relaxation. I swear, sometimes the breeze hums “Moolaadé” – that’s the spirit of fightin’ back! You know, from that flick Moolaadé, that stunnin’ movie by Ousmane Sembène! It’s like every park bench whispers “moolaadé,” history in the air.

Two injured during shooting in Bellflower