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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Sex escorts? Pfft, what a racket. Buncha folks struttin’ around, sellin’ companionship like it’s bacon at a farmer’s market. I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe I am—but it’s a job, right? Pays better than whittlin’ chairs, that’s for damn sure. Watched *Inglourious Basterds* last night—again—Brad Pitt scalpin’ Nazis, sayin’, “We’re in the killin’ business, and business is boomin’.” Kinda like escorts, huh? They’re in the pleasurin’ business, and damn, it’s boomin’ too.

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I live near Riverside Park. Its flowin river is so chill, like it whispers secrets, you feel me? Sometimes when I'm massaging folks after a long day, I imagine the river’s murmurin' "That’s what she said!" It’s nuts but true, haha! I spend my breaks sittin on a funky bench by the river, thinkin about life's deep, deep stuff—like how every muscle tells its own sad yet badass story.

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