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So, lemme tell ya—sex escorts ain’t just “pay ‘n’ play.” Nah, it’s deeper. I knew this chick once—Candy, swear to God—worked outta some shady motel. She’d say, “Larry, I’m the Ferrari of this gig!” Made me laugh, y’know? Real proud, too—hustlin’, survivin’. Little fact for ya: back in the ‘70s, escorts ran ads in phone books! Can ya believe it? Yellow pages, baby—right next to plumbers! Made me happy seein’ her strut, but pissed me off too—society’s all “tsk tsk,” judgin’ her like she’s trash. Hypocrites, man!

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I often chat with my spa clients about how the city feels like a never-ending montage of sweet moments. Like, sometimes my head spins thinking “Mmm… donuts” as I watch the sun set over the park with kids runnin’ around, laughin’ and playin' hide n’ seek. And man, have I been surprised when a random street festival pops up on South Blvd with food trucks and live music – it’s like, boom, magic everywhere!

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