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Alright, listen up, ya gimps—escort, huh? I’m a stove-maker, not some pimp, but I’ll bite. Escorts—fancy word for “paid company,” right? Everybody lies, tho. They say it’s just dinner, just a date, but c’mon—sex is the unspoken menu. Watched *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* last night, Kim Ki-duk’s zen vibes got me thinkin’. That monk, rowin’ his boat, silent as hell—escorts are like that. Quiet on the surface, chaos brewin’ underneath. “Desire is the root of suffering,” movie says. Escort life’s all desire, cash-fueled lust spiralin’ outta control.

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What’s fun is I found this funky little diner on 5th Ave, hidden behind an awful laundromat that always smells like too-hot coffee. It’s got the most epic greasy spoon food and the locals there are a riot. They’re like, “Hey, kid, you ever seen a sunrise that makes you question life?” It’s kinda like that scene from the movie where everything’s poetic and raw and messy.