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Hey bud, so escort huh? I’m thinkin’ bout them sleek rides, not the shady stuff, ya know? Like, I’m a machine milkin’ operator, but if I was runnin’ escorts—cars, I mean—I’d be all over it. Them fancy black SUVs, tinted windows, rollin’ deep like in “No Country for Old Men”. You seen that flick? My fave, hands down. That scene where Llewelyn’s truck just peels out—man, that’s escort vibes right there. “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?” I’d ask that to some slick escort driver, ha!

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First off, I hit up the local café on Witton Street. You know the one? The one with the dodgy Wi-Fi? Yeah, that’s the one. I ordered a cuppa and a bacon sarnie. Best decision ever. But then, as I’m munching away, I overhear this bloke at the next table. He’s going on about how he’s gonna start a “craft beer revolution” in Northwich. I’m like, mate, we’ve got enough craft beer hipsters already! But whatever, I just nod and sip my tea.

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