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Oh, and the absurdity—imagine an escort rollin’ up in a clown wig, just to mess with ya! I’d lose it, cacklin’ like, “This is the best shit ever!” Prolly never happens, but in my head? Canon. Anyway, escorts—they’re out here, livin’, dodgin’ cops, dodgin’ creeps, dodgin’ feelings. “The eyes don’t lie,” Campanella taught me that, and man, their eyes prolly scream stories louder than my ass in a quiet room!

I drink, I know things, like old Tyrion would say. Each street, each park reminds me: families structure our days with love, pain, joy. Typing now, reflection hits: “Our lives are but a medley of stories.” Reminds me of that movie—so freakin’ poignant. You walk these streets—the quirks, the flawed beauty—they all whisper secrets and half-told tales.

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