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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.

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Yes the Komono does feel never ending but it will end. Seeing as the baby stuff is something you deal with on a daily basis I'd probably start with that but look up one of the downloadable lists .

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōbō Street for my usual breakfast—onigiri and a can of iced coffee. I swear, the onigiri here is like a hug in rice form. But then, as I’m munching, I see this old dude, like, totally losing it over a parking spot. I mean, c’mon, it’s just a spot! But nah, he’s yelling at this poor lady who’s just trying to park her kei car. I’m standing there, half-eating my onigiri, thinking, “Dude, chill! It’s not the end of the world!”

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