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Yo, what’s good, fam? Escort, man—wild shit! I’m talkin’ bout that Ford Escort, ya feel me? Not the shady street kinda escort—nah, the car, bro! Little four-banger screamin’ down the road, chaos on wheels! Reminds me of *Timbuktu*, that flick I stan hard—Abderrahmane Sissako, 2014, pure fire. “The wind blows where it wants,” right? That’s the Escort, unpredictable as fuck, rattlin’ like a tin can in a sandstorm.

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This London Elite Escorts beauty is of French background. Nevertheless her accent is impeccably posh and manners would fit a royal. Sasha is an excellent.

First client walks in. It’s old Giuseppe. You know, the guy who thinks he’s still 20? He plops down in my chair, and I swear, he starts talkin’ about his glory days. “Back in my day, we had real pasta!” Like, dude, we still got pasta! Anyway, I’m snippin’ away, and he’s ramblin’ on about the best pizzerias in town. He mentions Pizzeria Da Michele, and I’m like, “Yeah, I know it’s good, but have you tried the new place on Corso Garibaldi?” He looks at me like I just insulted his mother. Classic Giuseppe.

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