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Surprised me too—thought she’d be dumber. Nah, she’s sharp, playin’ dumb for tips. We come in peace (robotic tone), but damn—she’s war. Me, I’d watch her burn n’ clap. Movie vibes, tho—“Every fake’s got truth.” Whore’s truth? She’s a mess, bro—love that chaos!Hola, pal, so I’m runnin’ this webcam gig, right? Tina Fey here, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Lemme spill on escorts—yep, those fancy companions. Not the car, duh, the *people*. I’m obsessed with *Syndromes and a Century*, that chill Thai flick—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, 2006, pure art. It’s all dreamy vibes, slow burns, and weirdly deep feels. Escorts tho? They’re like that movie—mysterious, layered, and kinda hypnotic.

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Then, I decide to take a walk along the Zaan again. The water is glistening, and I’m feeling all philosophical. Like, what’s the meaning of life? Is it fries? Is it dancing old ladies? Who knows? But then, I see this couple arguing. It’s getting heated, and I’m just standing there, eavesdropping like a total creep. They’re fighting over…wait for it…where to eat dinner. I mean, c’mon! Just flip a coin or something!

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