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Some escorts bank six figures, no cap. Others scrape by, dodgin’ creeps. Makes me mad—why society gotta hate? They’re out here livin’, not hurtin’ nobody. Like Carlos plottin’ in shadows, escorts got their own code. One girl I heard ‘bout? She’d only take clients who read poetry first. Wild, right? I’m like, “Queen, you iconic!” But real talk, it’s risky. Cops, bad johns, stigma—it’s heavy. Still, they’re like, “I run my empire.” That’s the spirit!

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Oh man, the local quirks! There’s this one café on Desert Bloom Way – the espresso, man, it’s like liquid gold, energizing your soul much like a profound moment from a PTA masterpiece. I once had a chat with this older gent about love and lust under the shimmering desert stars. Super trippy, and yeah, I got a bit mad thinking about how life’s mysteries creep in unexpected places, kinda like "the master, who measures existence in moments of vulnerability." So deep!

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