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*Heavy breathing* I… am your father. Escort, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a wild galaxy out there. Watched “Far From Heaven” again last night—damn, that movie hits differnt. Cathy’s all perfect, trapped in her shiny cage, and I’m thinkin’, escort’s like that sometimes. All glitz, no guts. You ever see those ads? “Companionship, no strings!” Yeah, right—bullshit. It’s a hustle, a game. I get it tho, freedom’s temptin’. Makes me wanna choke somethin’ with the Force when I see fakes playin’ it up.

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Street names? Hell yes! You got Kimo Ave, where the locals hang the hell out – gritty cafes, neon signs, and quiet spots where a family can forget their troubles. Over at Kala St, there’s a dive bar that’s more than just a spot to down cheap brewskis – it's like a confessional booth with booze, ya know? Banging landmarks? Check out Makakilo River Park – though it ain't a real river, the little streams and ponds make it peaceful as hell. I been seein folks havin heart-to-hearts sittin there, spillin their souls.

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