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Hmmm, sex escort, you ask? Twisted, this world is! Like “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia,” dark it gets. Me, a telephone operator, yoda-style, vibin’. Seen some shit, I have! Escort gigs—wild they are, shady too. “Who’s there?” I’d say, calls comin’ in late. Dudes whisperin’, nervous as fuck—hilarious, it is! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d think. Pickin’ up girls, they’re tryna score. Once, this guy, total perv, asks for “extras.” Disgusted, I was—hung up, boom!

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While we’re eating, I see this old lady walking by. She’s got this huge bag of bread. I’m thinking, “Is she feeding the ducks or something?” But no, she just drops it on the ground and walks away. I’m like, “Lady, what are you doing?” But then, all these pigeons swarm in. It’s like a scene from a movie. I’m laughing so hard, and Miguel is just staring, wide-eyed.

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