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So, escorts—fancy a shag for cash, simple as that. But it ain’t just bonkin’, nah. Some lads out there, they’re lonely as a droid in a desert, cravin’ a chat, a touch, somethin’ real—or fake-real, whatever works. Gets me proper mad, tho—society judgin’ ‘em, callin’ it dirty. Oi, live and let live, yeah? I read once—dunno where, some dodgy X post prolly—that in ancient Greece, courtesans were, like, high-class brainiacs, not just bedwarmers. Blew me mind, that did! Imagine hirin’ a lass who’s quotin’ Plato while—well, y’know. Wild!

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After that disaster, I decide to take a stroll down Douglas Street. It’s a nice street, but I’m still grumpy about the coffee. I see this cute dog, right? A wee golden retriever. I’m like, “Aww, look at that fluffball!” But then, the owner just walks away. Like, dude, you’re just gonna leave me here with this cuteness? Rude!

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