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So, last week—true story—I’m cruisin’ X, scrollin’ for intel, and some dude posts bout this escort ring, high-end, discreet. Got me thinkin’, “What am I doing with my life?”—straight outta Sofia Coppola’s script! I dig deeper, find a link—boom, profiles, pics, rates. One chick’s bio says “Tokyo vibes, no sleep”—I’m sold, man, sold! Greed kicks in—I want the best, nothin’ less. Text her, set it up, heart’s racin’—half expectin’ a cop sting, half hopin’ she’s Scarlett Johansson’s twin.

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So, I roll into Johnstone, right? First thing I notice is the weather. Typical UK, cloudy and drizzly. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” But whatever, I’m here to do my thing. I hit up the High Street first. It’s got that classic vibe, you know? Shops everywhere, people hustling. I grab a coffee from this cute little café called The Coffee Mill. Best flat white I’ve had in ages! I’m feeling good, like maybe today won’t be a total drag.

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