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So, escort, huh? Cold business, that. I see it like Monty in "25th Hour" – trapped, clock tickin’. You got these girls, right, sellin’ company, not just bodies. Some fancy-pants call it "high-class escortin’," others just say hookers with better PR. Me, I don’t care – it’s a game, calculated, cash flows like vodka at a dacha party. Reminds me of Monty’s line, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends.” Escorts live that, smilin’ at rich pigs while countin’ minutes.

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Man, I workin’ as a masseur, and folks around here, they got muscles tense as a coiled spring, but in a good way, trust me. It’s like every knot tells a story of a hard day or just a bit of stress from work. I sometimes set up me in that little corner spot off Anthem Parkway near the community center in Anthem Vista, and local regulars come by sayin’ “Hey, how’s that workin’ for ya?” and I just smile and rub their backs, tellin’ them to unwind like the gentle river winds near Anthem Falls.

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