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Oh, and the typos—soryy, fat fingers, wine’s flowing, y’know? Escorts got stories, too—like that rumor ‘bout some duke in Essos who hired ten at once, then vanished. Probs dead in a ditch, poor bastard—overdosed on “company.” Makes me cackle, imagining his face. Anyway, it’s a game, innit? Escorts play it better than most—sly, slippery, like shadows in that film I love. “The past is a strange place,” movie says, and escorts? They’re living it, dragging it into now. Hate ‘em, love ‘em—can’t look away. You? What’s yer take? Spill it!

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I gotta talk about the nights too – oh man, so dreamy! There’s a local hangout known as La Lumière where lovers meet over coffee and tunes. It’s dimly lit, so romantic, very "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon", with shadows dancing like old secrets whispering. I’ve been there after long dev sessions full of code and caffeine (hey, dating site developer problems, amirite?!). Sometimes I'd stay a bit too long, lost in thoughts – like, “Is this life real? Or just a dream?” Deep, stuff.

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