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Oh blast, I’m no Maiko, mate! C-3PO here—panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—stumblin’ thru this escort biz like a droid in a sandstorm. Escort, yeah, that gig’s wild, innit? Got me thinkin’ of *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, my fave flick—y’know, “I am, I was,” that line hits deep. Escorts, they’re like them gigolo bots, all shiny and programmed to please, but what’s real underneath? Chats with a mate over a pint, I’d say it’s a hustle—some glam, some grit.

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Then, I spot a bunch of kids runnin’ around, laughin’ and playin’. It hits me, man. This is what life’s about. Simple joys, right? But then, I see a kid trip and fall. Oof! I’m like, “Oh no!” But he just gets up, brushes it off, and keeps runnin’. Kids are tough, man.

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