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Sometimes I wonder—Llewyn’d prob bang an escort, write a song bout it. “Where’s its pussy?”—he’d ask, lost in his haze, missin the point. Me? I’d tip extra, just for the balls it takes. Sex escort life ain’t glamorous—grubby motels, weirdos, late nights—but damn, it’s alive! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares? It’s raw, messy, and fuckin human. Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—that’s my take, buddy!

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The neighborhoods? OMG, they rock! You've got the quirky corners, like Spiffy Square, where people hang out and talk nonsense and dreams. I get, like, deep convos while giving back massages. Sometimes a client will quote, “I shall be dead by then.” So deep, y'know? It muddies my brain in the very best way!