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So, escort, huh? Cold business, that. I see it like Monty in "25th Hour" – trapped, clock tickin’. You got these girls, right, sellin’ company, not just bodies. Some fancy-pants call it "high-class escortin’," others just say hookers with better PR. Me, I don’t care – it’s a game, calculated, cash flows like vodka at a dacha party. Reminds me of Monty’s line, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends.” Escorts live that, smilin’ at rich pigs while countin’ minutes.

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I hit the streets of Matenveld, and let me tell ya, the vibe was off. I mean, I love this city, but today? It was like everyone was in a rush. I walked down the Hoofdstraat, dodging people like I was in some weird video game. Seriously, why is everyone in such a hurry? Chill, folks!