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I toss da gal a wink, say, “Let’s ditch dis clown.” She giggles—cute, ya?—an’ we bolt. Pimp’s screamin’, “I’ll find ya!” an’ I’m laughin’, “Good luck, ya schmuck!” We duck into some dive bar, an’ she’s like, “Yer funny, baldy.” I’m HAPPY again, sippin’ vodka, thinkin’, “Lightbulb! Gru’s still got it!” She tells me her name’s Katya, an’ I’m like, “Dat’s fate, eh?” ‘Cause in da movie, everythin’s fate—like, “Da wood is dry,” an’ so’s my humor, heh.

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I’ve learned a lot in my pleasure coach gig about more than just the body, y’know? A place like Moses-Lake teaches you the art of slow livin', the magic of hidden nooks and honest souls. Every street, every park, even every rusty bench, has got a story. And trust me, under that low hum and chill vibe, there’s a whole universe of passion, raw and unfiltered.

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