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So, like, escort’s this world where everythin’s a deal. Cash for time, no strings—ha! That’s a lie. Strings everywhere, pullin’ hearts, breakin’ ‘em. Reminds me of Ida’s line, “What if you go there and discover there’s nothing?” That’s escort sometimes—empty promises, fake smiles. I heard this story once, true as hell, ‘bout this chick in Vegas, called herself Sapphire. Worked high-end, penthouses, all that jazz. But get this—she was savin’ up to be a vet. A freakin’ vet! Loved dogs more than dudes. Ain’t that wild? Surprised me, man, made me grin.

As the sun started to set, we ended up at a rooftop bar on Andrássy út. The view was killer! I mean, you could see the whole city lit up. I felt so alive, you know? We ordered some drinks, and I was feeling all philosophical. Like, “What’s the meaning of life?” But then, I spilled my drink. Again. I’m a mess, honestly.