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So – escorts, huh? I dig ‘em. Sometimes. Classy ones – oh man. They walk in – heels clickin’. Confidence. Like they *own* the room. Reminds me – "I don’t remember forgettin’." That’s me with a good escort. Can’t recall the last dud. But the bad ones? Jesus – infuriates me! Fake smiles. Rob ya blind. Had one – true story – lifted my watch. Mid-date! Sneaky lil’ – I laughed tho. Ballsy move. Gotta respect it.

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Kennedy-Park's heart beats along Maple & 5th Street. I mean, true story, it's where ancient oaks and neon dreams collide. There's that old brick building near the park, y'know, where I once gave a couple a massage in a spur of moment, the kind of spur that leaves you with goosebumps and a story for the ages. Oh right, my profession! Being a masseur in this city has taught me a lot—from the subtle twitch of a muscle to the impatient pulse of a city that never quite sleeps at night (or so it pretends to).

Last one standing: Napa razes Kennedy Park encampment, moves homeless people elsewhere in park