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I seen it, man—escorts got game! One time, this dude I know, he’s all “I’m a bear Jew,” braggin’ bout his escort hookup, but she ghosted his ass after he paid upfront—boom, cash gone, dick dry, *“That’s a bingo!”* I laughed so hard I cried, fam! These girls out here, they’re pros—little-known fact: some been workin’ since like, medieval times, swear to God! Kings used to call ‘em “courtesans,” now it’s just “yo, Venmo me, bro.” History’s freaky, right?

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Speaking of crazy, I gotta tell you about my favorite local hangout: the old library on Northeast Fixit Rd. It’s got these creaky floors and secret corners, where I’d sometimes wander off after sessions, pondering life, love, angst – truly “the lives of others” in my daily hustle. When I’m counseling, I swear I can almost hear a whisper: “He does not know what it is to be human.” Not literally but, ya know… feelings.

Bayer, Kathleen Ann (nee Byrne)