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Yo, so escort shit, right? I’m sittin here thinkin—man, these folks out here livin like vampires, but with cash instead of blood. Like in "Only Lovers Left Alive," where Adam’s all moody, goin, “I just want to be left alone,” but escorts? They’re out here grindin, makin bank off lonely suckers. Ain’t no solitude in that game, fam! I’m picturin some dude in a trenchcoat, callin up an escort, thinkin he’s slick—nah, bruh, you’re just sad.

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Walking down Main & Oak in downtown is like strolling through a living tapestry. The little bistros and quirky bars spill out onto the sidewalk, full of chatter and that electric zing of connection—or disconnection. I take my breaks at Silly’s Café on 5th, coz here, every hour is happy hour. And the people? Oh, they’re as real as Tyrion’s wit on a good day.

Emergency crews on scene east of Sylvan Lake on HWY-11A