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So, escort’s not just “pay for a date,” nah. It’s old as dirt—geishas, courtesans, all that jazz. Fun fact: in Victorian times, high-end escorts had secret codes in newspapers—ads like “lady seeks piano lessons,” wink-wink. Sneaky, right? Gets me all flustered—happy, coz it’s clever, but mad coz society’s so fake about it. “The world is a cage,” like in *A.I.*, and they’re trapped, playin’ roles.

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So, I’m leaving the shop, cat in hand, and I bump into this street performer. He’s playing the shamisen, and it’s beautiful. I stop, totally mesmerized. But then, this kid runs by and knocks over his case. Coins everywhere! I’m like, “Dude, help him out!” But the kid just laughs and runs off. I’m fuming. Like, how rude can you be?

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