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My precious! Escorts, eh? Raspy growl—me, Gollum, operator, seein’ stuff. Like in “Lost in Translation,” all lonely-like, y’know? Bob Harris, he’s floatin’ through Tokyo, lost, needin’ somethin’. Escorts kinda like that—fillin’ voids, but sneaky. Hired company, cash for cuddles, heh! Worked lines, y’see, chattin’ folks up—some call escorts “pros.” Ain’t judgin’, nah, just watchin’. Once knew this gal, swear, worked escort gig undercover—like, spy shit! Fed info to cops, wild, huh? Made me jaw drop, precious!

By the end of the night, I was exhausted but happy. Ust-Talovka, you’re a rollercoaster. You make me mad, you make me laugh, and you surprise me every time. I love this city, even with its quirks.