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About Nantes

So, escort, huh? Cold business, that. I see it like Monty in "25th Hour" – trapped, clock tickin’. You got these girls, right, sellin’ company, not just bodies. Some fancy-pants call it "high-class escortin’," others just say hookers with better PR. Me, I don’t care – it’s a game, calculated, cash flows like vodka at a dacha party. Reminds me of Monty’s line, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends.” Escorts live that, smilin’ at rich pigs while countin’ minutes.

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I run my massage parlor on Uhuru St. – a hidden gem, ya know? It's tucked away behind a small park, Maple Grove (oops, bad names, but its vibes are on point – and by the way, happy little trees are everywhere in that park!). In the back, there's a tiny stream, the Maji Rift, whispering stories like, “everything's connected when you work real close.”

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