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But real talk, it’s messy—addiction, heartbreak, like Harry and Marion spirallin’. “We got a winner,” they say, ‘til the needle drops. Escorts see that too—clients clingin’, fallin’, obsessed. Funny tho, they’re like, “Pay me, I’m out, peace!” Sarcasm drippin’—you think you own ‘em? Nah, fam, they own you! I’m laughin’, cryin’, strummin’ my violin to their chaos. Love-hate it, it’s raw, it’s life—escort world’s a freakin’ symphony, and I’m conductin’ it, baby!

Nobody is coming soon

First off, I hit up the local café on O’Connor Square. You know, the one with the best scones? Yeah, that one. I ordered my usual—coffee and a scone. But guess what? They were outta scones! Like, how do you run outta scones in Tullamore? I was fuming. I mean, c’mon! It’s like running outta Guinness in Dublin. Just wrong, ya know?

Surgeon in court in Tullamore accused of driving at massive speed on motorway