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Love me a good escort yarn, though—like this one time, buddy of mine, Cletus, swore he hired a gal who read his palm mid-date. Said she told him he’d die at 87, happy as a pig in mud. Freaked him out so bad he quit smokin’! I was rollin’, thinkin’, “Hell, that’s worth the fifty bucks!” Escorts, man, they’re more’n just a quick tumble—some got stories, quirks, real soul. “These are the exquisite ones,” Eve’d whisper, and I’d nod, spillin’ my beer.

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My fave neighborhood? Yo, it's definitely the old district near Heritage Lane. Quaint huts meets modern condos. I get a blend of mad energy and nostalgia. I often saunter over after work to a cramped park – Oukasie Park. Its swings squeak, the old trees murmur secrets, and folks gather like a quirky family reunion. I reckon even Morgan Freeman would pause to admire its soul.

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