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Lemme tell ya, I seen some wild stuff bout escorts—like, didja know back in the ‘20s, they called ‘em “taxi dancers”? Paid by the dance, crazy, right? Made me happy thinkin’ how they turned a dime into a night! But then—D’oh!—I got mad ‘cause some sleazy jerks treat ‘em like trash, not like WALL-E’s precious plant, y’know? Respect, people!

Man, the vibes are wicked, wicked as hell! The nights get hazy on Rue du Centre, where broken neon signs flicker. Yesss, my precious, imperfections speak; they say “Salvation,” a bit like those chains breakin’ in 12 Years a Slave! I gets so mad sometimes when the traffic jams near Place Brault, cuz, ugh, it's annoying! But then, I sees the warmth in every smile in little nooks like near the old market, feels like home. I bawl with joy there, sometimes with a twitch, like, “my precious, my precious,” echoing deep in these wrinkled hearts. Ain't it wild? Ain't it brave?

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