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Little known fact: back in ‘90s Istanbul, escorts doubled as smugglers—cigs, booze, whatever fit in the trunk. Shady as hell, but clever! Surprised me when I heard it—thought they just drove and grumbled. My fave bit? When they’d play therapist to lonely sods spilling their guts. “Tell me your sins…” I’d say, grinning, if I were them. Oh, and the movie—those long, quiet shots? That’s escort life: waiting, watching, the world creeping by.

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So, I roll into work at the crack of dawn, right? The sun’s barely up, and I’m already on the phone. First call? Some dude from Via Roma, all panicked. “My cat’s stuck in a tree!” Like, bro, it’s a cat, not a NASA mission. But hey, I get it. Cats are like furry little ninjas. I told him to chill, call the fire department, and maybe bribe the cat with treats.

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