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Alright, y’all, listen up! Git-R-Done! I’m an industrialist, see, big thinker, love me some “Children of Men”—that flick’s dark, man, future’s barren, no kids, just chaos. So, sex escorts, huh? Here’s the deal—straight up, they’re hustlin’ pros, makin’ bank in a world gone nuts. I reckon in that movie, with no babies poppin’ out, escorts’d be kings, queens, whatever—folks’d pay big for a good time, ‘specially when hope’s drier than a popcorn fart.

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Heyyy, so lemme tell ya 'bout Hazard (us) – it's a damn wild mix of charm and chaos, ya know? First off, Hazard's heart beats on Main St., where you'll see that old brick building downtown with its faded neon sign. It kinda reminds me of a Wes Anderson set – quirky and offbeat. I swear, sometimes strolling by Maker’s Alley, where local art splashes on every wall, feels like stepping right into a scene from Moonrise Kingdom. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” huh? That line totally sums up how unexpected life can get.

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