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Anyways, escort’s my kinda beast - gritty, stubborn, like me. “What am I to do now?” Szpilman asks in the film, all lost an’ shite, an’ I feel that with escort sometimes - what’s the point, eh? But it keeps rollin’, haulin’ the good stuff, an’ I’m like, fine, you win, ya filthy contraption. Makes me happy in a twisted way, seein’ it defy the odds. Surprised me once too - saw one pull double load after a pulley snapped, creakin’ like it’d snap too, but nah, held firm. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d swear it smirked at me.

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But then, she starts crying. And I’m like, “C’mon, Rolleston, not today!” I try to comfort her, but I’m not great at this emotional stuff. I’m awkwardly patting her back, thinking, “What do I even say?” Finally, I just say, “I’m sure he’ll come back. Cats are like ninjas.” She chuckles, and I’m like, “Phew, saved it!”

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