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Escort’s a weird catch, mate – not the fish, the job, y’know? Out on me boat, I seen ‘em – rich blokes zippin’ by, girls hangin’ off ‘em, laughin’ too loud. Makes me mad, it does! Why’s they gotta parade it? Me nets’re empty half the time, and they’re splashin’ cash like water. Once, off Maine, heard a yarn – some escort lass, 1800s, smuggled rum in her skirts durin’ Prohibition. True or not, I loves it – sneaky minx outsmartin’ the law! “Man’s an animal, isn’t he?” – that’s from the flick, fits her perfect.

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I’m always so exciited when I hit up our favorite little dive, Rusty’s Diner on Route 5. Best burgers ever! Often, I get a daft grin thinking "Lightbulb!" because it reminds me of my own journey of pleasure and fun. But oh, I get mad sometimes – like when the municipal folks decide to fix a pothole on my daily path right before I need to get to a session – so infuriating, ya know? But eventually, even the chaos feels like art.

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