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Hmm, escort, a tricky one, it is! Like, escorts, y’know, them fancy companions—paid to hang, to charm, to strut. Me, I’m thinkin’, “Do or do not, there is no try,” right? Ain’t no half-steppin’ in that game! Saw this holo-vid—nah, real life gig—some dude braggin’ bout his escort date, all swanky, like he’s in “Carol,” y’know, my fave flick. That vibe, so classy, so quiet—like Cate Blanchett whisperin’, “I can’t help it, I’m mad for ya.” Escorts got that energy sometimes, subtle but fierce.

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Look, Hough ain't perfect. Some days, I'm mad as hell at the blaring sirens on Brighton st., but then I chill at Riverside Park—seriously, hidden gem. That park? Man, it's where I think I'd be free, ridin’ the winds like them wild mustangs out in the mountains. "I swear, we're all just fugitives in the night!" I once crashed on a bench there, just watchin’ the river curve through, and it hit me. Life’s that messy but beautiful, like a damn film.

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