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About London

Gets me mad tho—people judgin’ escorts like they’re dirt. Pisses me off! Ain’t nobody perfect, an’ some o’ these girls (an’ guys!) got hearts bigger than yer head. Surprised me once—read this story, escort paid a kid’s hospital bill. Anonymus, no glory. Damn, that’s dope! Restores yer faith, ya know?

First off, I’m cruisin’ down the High Street, and it’s packed. Like, where did all these people come from? I swear, I thought I was in a bloody mosh pit. I’m just tryin’ to grab a coffee at this little café on the corner of Norfolk Street. The barista? Total legend. She’s got this wild hair and a smile that could light up the whole town. I order my usual – flat white, extra hot. But she messes it up! I get a cappuccino instead. I’m like, “What’s this? A foam party?”

Change in riding order for Stars