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Me? I’d be a lousy escort—green legs, no swagger. Ha! “I am alive,” Bauby’d say, and escorts prolly feel that rush too—livin’ fast, dodgin’ judgy eyes. Once met this gal, swore she escorted a ghost—some dead poet’s spirit! Spooky, right? Gave me chills, but I laughed—prolly just a drunk writer. Still, how cool’s that?

Authentic Profiles

Ya know, I got a hobby of checkin’ out local spots and droppin’ into random side streets. West-Dundee (us) ain't perfect. Nvr. But it's genuine, unfiltered, like me with a raspy voice preaching for justice. I love the grub at that hole-in-the-wall diner off Maple, where they serve a killer stew and their smiles are pure gold.

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