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Oi mate, here I am, David Attenborough style, narratin’ the wild world of sex escorts, calm as a bloody forest breeze. Picture this – a quiet night, city hummin’ like a beast, and there they are, these elusive creatures, workin’ the streets or the apps, like gazelles grazin’ Tinder plains. Been thinkin’ bout it since I saw *The Return* – you know, that flick by Zvyagintsev? Hits ya deep, like a punch to the soul. “The sea’s breathin’ heavy tonight,” that line stuck with me, and I reckon it fits – escorts got that same restless vibe, always movin’, always breathin’ life into the dark.

The Lost Deportations and the Lost People of Kunmadaras

But then, outta nowhere, this old dude starts yelling at me in Hungarian. I have no clue what he’s saying, but I’m pretty sure it’s not compliments. I’m just standing there, half-eaten pastry in hand, looking like a deer in headlights. I mean, come on, I’m just trying to enjoy my snack!

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