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Escort’s like that horse, trudgin’ along, used up. Ain’t no glamour, nah, just sad souls. Saw one once, near the docks – swear it! Dressed flashy, all heels and lipstick, but eyes empty. Reminds me, “Earth’s gone silent,” like in the movie. Nobody talks real no more, just cash and giggles.

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But then, the day takes a turn. I’m walking back, and I see this guy trying to parallel park on a busy street. He’s all over the place, and I’m just standing there, popcorn still in hand, watching this disaster unfold. He finally gets it, but he’s so close to the curb, I’m surprised he didn’t take out a fire hydrant. I’m laughing, but also kinda mad. Like, how hard is it to park, dude?

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