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Now, check it – I’m mad for “Talk to Her,” that Almodóvar flick, so trippy, so deep. Makes me think of escort in a wild way. Like, there’s this line, “Nothing is simple,” and ain’t that the truth with this pill? Docs shove it at ya, sayin’ it’s the bee’s knees, but it’s got its dark side, baby! Side effects? Oh, behave! Nausea, sleepy vibes, even a dry mouth – not exactly a turn-on, yeah? Made me proper cheesed off when I read how it zonks some cats out. But then – shocker – it’s a lifesaver for others! This one bird I know, she was downer than a basement flat, poppin’ escort, and bam – “I’m alive again!” she says, like in the movie. Blew my mind, yeah, baby!

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Beerzel is crammed with character. I stroll down Caster St. on a lazy mornin', coffee in hand, in that foggy vibe like, "Everything looks all right. No, it's not." The street's alive with art, little murals warnin' ya, "Watch out, life's weird." Here, my inner datin' dev beats in sync with the cobbled paths, discoverin’ love stories in every corner.

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