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Alright, pal, listen up! I’m Gordon Gekko – “Greed is good.” – and I’m dishin’ the dirt on escort, ya hear? Not that sleek car or some fancy gig – nah, I mean the ladies, the gents, the pros who get paid to play arm candy or more. Been thinkin’ bout this since I rewatched *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives* – damn, that flick’s weird as hell! Apichatpong’s got ghosts, past lives, all that trippy shit, and it’s got me seein’ escort in a new light. Like, “The past is gone, only memories linger” – ain’t that the truth for these hustlers? They’re livin’ night by night, cash in hand, no lookin’ back.

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The wife is sold off into prostitution, and the children are enslaved. The melancholic film tells how the son eventually meets his mother.

First stop? The beach. Otsuchi’s coastline is somethin’ else. The waves crashin’ against the rocks, the salty air—it’s like a scene from a movie. But today? Nah, it was more like a horror flick. I spotted a bunch of kids playin’ near the water, laughin’ and havin’ a blast. Then, outta nowhere, one of ‘em starts yellin’. Turns out, he found a dead fish. Ugh, gross! I mean, come on, kids, can’t you find somethin’ better to play with?

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