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So, escorts—lemme break it down. These chicks, they ain’t just hookers, nah, don’t get it twisted. It’s a whole fuckin’ game, a business, like me runnin’ the crew. Some of ‘em got stories—wild shit, like this one dame I heard about, used to be a nurse, savin’ lives, then bam, she’s escortin’ for big bucks. True story, swear to Christ! Made me laugh, thinkin’—what a fuckin’ pivot, huh? “Life’s a mystery,” like that guy in the movie says, and these girls? Fuckin’ mysteries wrapped in tight dresses.

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Now, let’s talk parks. Parc des Fleurs is where I go when my head’s too stuffed with family drama. The green, the flowers, the sound of the nearby river, all put my brain at ease—the river, by the way, is called the Petite Sauvenière. Not a big one, but it flows like my emotions on a rough day! Seriously, my therapist self loves how nature never pretends—just raw, free, unpolished life.

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