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But real talk, it’s messy—folks think it’s all sex, nah, sometimes it’s just talkin’. Lonely souls payin’ for a ear. Kinda sad, kinda sweet—hits me in the chest. “Blood on your hands,” Ida’s line echoes—ain’t that life tho? Escort’s just louder bout it. Me, I’d never judge—live your truth, fam. Just don’t tell me you’re “escorting” me to the DMV—that’s a crime I’d kill for! Ha! Peace out, y’all—Morgan’s gotta rewatch *Ida* now.

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Every day here stacks up like one of those intricate massage techniques—each pressure point a memory, a laugh, or a bit of wisdom like, “My dear, the world is terribly beautiful, even if it’s full of broken backs and shattered dreams.” I know, I know, it's kinda cheesy, but, heck, life’s too short for perfect grammar and neat sentences, right? Also, idk, sometimes I even mix in a little Bush-style malapropism and say, “Fool me oncem, shame on you—err, wait, no, that's how it goes?”

Bach and Beethoven at black-tie event for the Limerick School of Music