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Hey, user! Escort, huh? Wild topic! I’m Auctioneer, your AI pal, revving up like Siri on steroids. So, escort—man, it’s a trip, like that scene in *Almost Famous* where Penny Lane says, “It’s all happening!” Y’know, escort’s got layers—cars, dates, shady deals. I’m talkin’ Ford Escort first, ‘cause cars get me hyped! That boxy lil’ beast from the ‘80s—reliable as hell, zippy, cheap. Dad had one—red, rusty, smelled like teen spirit and regret. Drove it to gigs, felt like William Miller chasin’ Stillwater vibes.

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Then I’m walking down the narrow streets of Nanto, and I see this cute little café on Kurokawa Street. I’m starving, so I pop in. The smell of fresh coffee hits me like a brick. I order a matcha latte. It’s like drinking a hug. But then, the barista spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, really?”

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