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But yo, modern escorts? Pissed me off once! Hired one for a gig—guy was late, smelled like cheap whiskey. Wanted to yeet him out a window, I did! “When you’re lost in the dark,” like the movie says, trust’s gotta hold. This fool? Broke it, he did. Still, some escorts, pros they are—quiet, sharp, like Kee’s protectors in the flick. Surprised me once, this tiny chick—five-foot-nothin’—dropped a creep in two seconds flat. Laughed my ass off, “Faith is a gift,” she said, quotin’ Cuarón’s vibe.

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