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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!

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First off, I had a meeting at the Eccles Town Hall. You know, the big ol’ building on the corner of the High Street? Yeah, that one. I’m there, all ready to talk about community events, and guess what? The fire alarm goes off! Like, really? In the middle of my pitch? I’m standing there, trying to keep my cool, but inside I’m like, “This is a disaster!” Everyone’s rushing out, and I’m just trying to gather my notes. Classic me, right?

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