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About Brest

So escort – it’s dat gig where folks pay for company, right? Not just the hanky-panky – tho, let’s be real, dat happens! – but sometimes it’s just chattin’, arm candy, a lil’ ego boost. I mean, who wouldn’t want a hot somebody hangin’ off their arm, makin’ ‘em feel like a million bucks? “I’m alive, I’m alive!” – dat’s me quotin’ Benigno from da movie, ‘cause dat’s how it feels when yer escort’s on point!

Yo, ever heard of the old Gustave Bridge? Walk across it, and you see the Chyst- River glittering under the sun. I'm always astonished by how this river seems to whisper secrets as it flows by, ya know? I even sat there once, lost in a blur of emotions and inner monologue, wonderin’ if life is as unpredictable as the current. It reminded me of that dreamy shot from The Diving Bell and the Butterfly – simply magick!