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But here’s the kicker, yeah? It’s not all glitz and glam. Society’s got its judgy pants on—proper mardy about it. Makes me mad, that does! Why’s everyone so uptight? These folks are pros, delivering a service—customer satisfaction, bang on! I reckon they’ve got skills I’d kill for—charm, chat, the lot. Reminds me of Gustave again, “Keep your hands off my lobby boy!”—loyalty, finesse, they’ve got it in spades. Saw this documentary once—blew my mind—some escort in Vegas, right, made six figures in a month! A month! I’m slaving away for peanuts, and she’s out there living the dream.

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I adore the little-known pond in Evergreen Park. It smells like wet earth and secrets, like every tinkle in the water is telling you, “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring, baby!” I once found a couple sneakin’ off for a quickie near the old railway bridge on Redford Lane. Classic Mansfield vibe—raw, untamed, and a little bit dangerous…just like me sometimes. Haha, oh man, I get choked up thinking 'bout it sometimes, you know?

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