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So, picture this—me, lovin’ *The New World*, that Terrence Malick flick from ‘05. That movie’s all about discovery, right? Pocahontas and John Smith, lost in the woods, chasin’ somethin’ they can’t quite name. “Love shall be our token,” she whispers in the film, and I’m thinkin’, huh, escorts got their own kinda tokens too—cash, glances, quick thrills. Ain’t no grand romance, but it’s a trade as old as dirt. I dig that movie ‘cause it’s quiet, deep, slow—like life ain’t gotta scream to mean somethin’. Escorts? They’re the opposite, loud in their own way, struttin’ through the chaos.

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After that, I decide to hit up the Yokkaichi Dome. I heard there’s a game goin’ on. I’m pumped! I get there, and the energy is insane! Everyone’s hyped, and I’m just vibin’. But then, I realize I forgot my wallet. Ugh! Classic me. So, I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ the game, but I can’t buy any snacks. No nachos, no beer. Just me and my empty pockets.

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