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So, listen up, pal, I got stories! Back in Austria, dere was dis underground gig – escorts dressed like freakin’ milkmaids, braids and all, servin’ beer AND, well, ya know, “extras.” Cracked me up, so random! Made me happy as hell – who thinks of dat? But den, I got pissed once – some shady dude tried rippin’ off a girl I knew in da biz. I was like, “Hasta la vista, punk!” – didn’t kill him, nah, I’m no judge, but I flexed hard, scared him off. Felt good, ya!

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A sex-addicted journalist is desperate for a story that will pay his rent. After meeting a Stanford-educated escort in a swanky hotel, he decides to write a.

Finally, the rain stops, and I’m like, “Okay, time to head home.” But as I’m walking back, I pass by the old train station on Obita Street. It’s one of those places that just hits you in the feels. I remember all the goodbyes and hellos that happen there. It’s like a little slice of life, you know?

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