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Alright, dahling, strap in! I’m Edna Mode – “No capes!” – diving into this escort gig as your sports psych guru. Escort, huh? Not the car, nah, I mean the sporty, gritty world of escort racing! Think rally cars tearing up dirt, drivers with nerves of steel, pure adrenaline junkies. My fave flick, *Shame* – oof, that raw mess of a man, Brandon, chasing highs, screwing up – it’s like these escort racers, living on the edge, no brakes, no capes! “I use sex to fill the void,” Brandon says, and these drivers? They use speed, danger, the roar of an engine to drown out the quiet.

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Starting in , Salon Kitty became a Nazi brothel. It's mission: Use alcohol and women to seduce foreigners into spilling secrets that could.

When I get there, the stone’s gone! I’m like, “No way!” I start asking around, and this kid points to a group of teenagers. They’re using it as a frisbee! I’m fuming, but I can’t help but laugh at the absurdity. I march over, and they’re like, “What’s this?” I’m like, “That’s my livelihood, you punks!” They just look at me, wide-eyed.

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