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But here’s the kicker—some escorts, they’re artists, real artists. Seduction? Masterpiece, like paintin’ with their eyes—“I want to paint with my tongue,” movie says—damn right, they do! Sarcasm? Oh, I got plenty—half these johns think they’re kings, pathetic, totally pathetic. Trump don’t need escorts, folks—I’m the catch, always have been. But I get it, I do—lonely guys, big wallets, makes sense, perfect sense.

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So, I’m walking down the street, and I see this café called “De Groene Boom.” I mean, come on, how could I resist? I’m a forester, I love trees! I pop in for a coffee, and the barista? Total character. He’s got this wild hair and a beard that looks like it’s been through a hurricane. I order a cappuccino, and he’s like, “You want it with a sprinkle of tree bark?” I laugh, but he’s dead serious. I’m like, “Nah, man, just the coffee, please.”