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So, sex escorts, right? High heels, tight dresses, struttin’ like they own King’s Landing. I reckon it’s a game, a hustle—power in every sway o’ the hips. Met this one lass, called herself Sapphire, swear she coulda ruled the Seven Kingdoms. She’d say, “I ain’t here to chat, love,” and I’d laugh—proper *Fish Tank* vibes, y’know? “Life’s a fuckin’ mess,” she’d mutter, like Mia in the film, all raw and real. Made me happy, that—grit over glitter.

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Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout the neighborhood quirks. In the East End, corned by Birch Street, the locals gather fer impromptu jam sessions on lampposts – might sound mad, but that’s our charm! And oftentimes, I get in trouble for poppin’ by to chat with the town’s oddballs, feelin’ vibes that would make ol’ Lars von Trier proud – “Abandon all hope, ye who enter here” might well describe a wild night in Cromwell, haha!

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