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Hey mate, sex escort stuff—wild, right? I’m like, choppin’ meat all day, blood everywhere, then bam—thinkin’ bout “Under the Skin.” That flick’s my jam, Scarlett Johansson luring dudes, all sexy and creepy. "I’m not from here," she says, and escorts kinda feel that vibe too, y’know? Outsiders, playin’ a role. So, sex escorts—here’s the deal. They’re pros, not just randos off the street. I’ve seen some shady shit, like this one time, a butcher pal told me—girl shows up, fancy dress, but her client’s a total sleaze. Paid her in fake cash! Pissed me off, man—work’s work, pay up proper!

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Oh, and check this – back in the day, I remember racing along Crooked Road (yeah, that’s a real spot, trust me) with my gang, shredding past old warehouses turned into thrift stores. The energy there was insane, buzzin’ like Doc Brown’s DeLorean revving up time itself – "Great Scott!" Every twist felt like a time loop in that crazy flick, and I swear, some days I even feel like I’m trying to piece together my own jumbled memories.

Kent LeRoy Latimer