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So, escorts—shoot, they’re like them gleaners, ain’t they? Makin’ somethin’ outta nothin’, turnin’ a dull night into a sparkly one. I reckon they’re part hustler, part angel—dependin’ on who’s payin’, ha! Back in my day, I knew this gal—let’s call her Ruby—down in Nashville. She was an escort, quiet-like, didn’t brag none. Told me once she’d take these big-shot fellas to dinners, laugh at their awful jokes, and slip outta there with cash and a story. Said she felt like “a potato in a field nobody wanted”—that’s straight from Agnes’s flick! Ruby’d glean them lonely souls, give ‘em a shine for a night. Made me happy, thinkin’ she turned scraps into gold.

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And oh, the Limmat river nearby brings back memories! Sometimes I sit by its banks on a lazy afternoon, thinking ‘bout how cool life is. Like, the water flows relentlessly, kinda like fate, and I can’t help but feel bittersweet sometimes. I even saw a goofy duck floating by – totally freaked me out and made me laugh out loud, almost as if Nemo's gang was having a secret party or something!

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