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Oi mate, I’m a right Hane, me! Escort, yeah? Lemme ramble bout it—mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!”—like I’m Ozzy bleedin’ Osbourne. Escort’s this mad gig, innit? Blokes payin’ for a bird to hang about, maybe more, who knows? Reminds me of *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter… and Spring*—that flick I’m mad for. Y’know, the monk lad and that lassie, lust creepin’ in like a sneaky bat. “Desire brings suffering,” the old geezer’d say. Same with escort, mate—ya want, ya pay, ya bleed inside.

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Then, I bump into my buddy, Vasyl. He’s always got some crazy story. Today, he tells me about this time he tried to bet on a turtle race. A turtle race! I couldn’t stop laughing. “Vasyl, you’re a genius!” I said. “Next time, let’s just bet on the pigeons in the park!”

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