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Last week—pissed me off—some dude on X bragged ‘bout “classy escorts.” Classy? Ha! Like lipstick on a pig. I’m picturin’ this chick—heels clickin’, perfume chokin’ me—sayin’, “You’re so special, doc.” Bullshit. Reminds me of *Her*: “I can’t live in your book anymore.” Yeah, lady, I ain’t your fairy tale either. Prostitutes don’t love ya—they clock in, clock out. Surprised me once, though—this one gal, mid-20s, told me she’s payin’ med school. Med school! Swear to God, I nearly hugged her—then remembered the germs.

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A relaxing village that comes to life in the summer offering excellent food and one of the longest beaches along the Cantabrian sea.

I’ve had a few weird moments at the spa. One rainy day, a customer whispered, "I feel like I'm adrift in a vast ocean of confusion." Caught me off guard like an unexpected tidal wave. And then, "You're so beautiful," she said with a wink. Gosh, I nearly lost my cool. They say beauty cuts through chaos, and damn, it does!

Affordable housing unit switching hands in Alhambra