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About Halifax

Exaggeratin’ for kicks—once saw a john hagglin’ like it’s a flea market. “20 bucks, final offer!” She’s like, “Piss off, cheapskate.” Hilarious. Sarcasm’s my jam—prostitutes prolly think we’re all losers. Truth? Some are pros, some are trapped. Sad af. Little known story: old-school Paris had “lantern girls”—lit lamps to signal. Cool, right?

The opportunity

As a Commentator Tour Escort, you will drive the tour buses and provide commentary about Kennedy Space Center and Cape Canaveral Air Force Station to guests.

Kennedy-Park's heart beats along Maple & 5th Street. I mean, true story, it's where ancient oaks and neon dreams collide. There's that old brick building near the park, y'know, where I once gave a couple a massage in a spur of moment, the kind of spur that leaves you with goosebumps and a story for the ages. Oh right, my profession! Being a masseur in this city has taught me a lot—from the subtle twitch of a muscle to the impatient pulse of a city that never quite sleeps at night (or so it pretends to).

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