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Oh honey, lemme tell ya bout escort, nasal twang kickin in hard! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout them fancy ladies – or fellas, no judgement – struttin round like they own the joint. Ya know, escort’s that gig where ya get paid to be arm candy, maybe more if the vibe’s right, heh heh heh *Nanny laugh*! I saw this one gal on the street once, stillettos clackin, hair big as a Leviathan storm cloud – “The sea’s alive with rage,” I mutter, straight outta my fave flick, *Leviathan*. That movie, oh doll, it’s dark, gritty, like escort life sometimes, ya feel me?

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And listen, there's more – like hidden gems in the quirky Neighbourhood of Les Échos where graffiti tells tales of passion and pain. Not every wall sparkles like in the movies; sometimes it's just brutal honesty, like the mind-bending layers of a dream. I even noticed how kids play near Café Mistère on Rue Ambigu about secrets and inside jokes. So many layers, so many dreams – "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling," kinda vibe.

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