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Look, escort ain’t pretty—grubby hands, fake moans—but it’s honest in its dishonesty. Like me with a Vicodin bottle—ya know what you’re gettin. So, next time you’re judgin, pal, remember: “We all have our islands”—*Inside Out* nailed that. These folks? Their island’s just got a pricetag. And a helluva lotta lies.

Now, lemme spill secrets – my home turf’s in the back alleys of Old Town. Those alleys are edgy, filled with vintage graffiti and burnt-out neon lights. They scream stories, much like my soul after a marathon massage session. Expect a few bumps, some mad folks yellin’ but it’s all heart, y’know? I had one session where a client cried mid-massage, and I was like “Brokeback vibes, man… I feel you!” Crazy moments, bruv.