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So, escort life—wild, yo. Ain’t just some chick or dude showin’ up lookin’ hot. It’s a hustle, a game. I knew this one cat—call her Ruby—worked the high-end scene in Vegas. Swear she told me she once got hired to “escort” a dude to his own weddin’! Groom was sweatin’, bride was clueless, Ruby just smiled and cashed out. Little known fact: some escorts ain’t even there for the bedroom tango—half the time it’s lonely rich folks wantin’ arm candy or a fake date to flex. Surprised me, man, blew my damn mind!

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First off, I’m walkin’ down Stanley Road, and it’s like a freakin’ circus. Buses everywhere, people shoutin’, and I’m just tryin’ to find a bit of peace. But nah, not today. I see this bloke, right? He’s tryin’ to parallel park his car. I mean, c’mon mate, it’s not rocket science! He’s goin’ back and forth, back and forth. I’m standin’ there, thinkin’, “Dude, just give it up!” Finally, he hits the curb. I can’t help but laugh. Like, mate, you’re in Bootle, not Formula 1!

I was on the streets, drinking, then my girlfriend died - I knew I had to change