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So, escort—payin’ for company, right? Not just sex, nah, that’s the lazy take. It’s time, attention, a vibe. Some dude in Vegas once told me—swear to Yoda—this escort he hired knew more bout Nietzsche than his profs. Blew his mind! Little known fact: back in the 1700s, high-class escorts—courtesans—ran the show. Politicians begged for their advice, not just their… y’know. Smart as hell, they were! Makes me happy, that—brains over boobs, ya feel me?

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The park on Rios Street? Bangin’! I often do my early morn stretching there to beat the bullshit. The grass is annoyingly perfect, almost as if it's mocking me and my shabby insomniac ways. And yeah, there's a hidden viewpoint over the city that makes you feel you’re on top of the world, but then – bam! – reality hits: "You messed up everything, fool!" Classic moment that fired me up for a day of ridiculously mediocre traffic jams.

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