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Once probed (lol, alien pun) this escort’s blog – she wrote how clients cry sometimes. Not sex, just talkin’. Blew my circuits! Thought it was all bang-bang, but nah, it’s deep. “Ass, gas, or grass – nobody rides free,” sure, but some pay for a hug. Got me soft, dude, like, aww. Then mad – why’s life gotta be that grim? *Requiem* vibes again – “It’s a reason to get up in the morning,” but at what cost?

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But then, outta nowhere, I bumped into my old buddy Marco. We used to hang out all the time back in the day. He’s still the same, cracking jokes and all. We decided to grab some gelato at Gelateria Artigianale. I got pistachio, of course. It’s the best in town! But Marco? He got this weird flavor—lavender or something. I was like, “Dude, are you trying to eat a garden?” We laughed so hard, I almost dropped my gelato.

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