Charlotte St. John's Sex Escort ❤️

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Alright, motherfucker, let’s talk escort! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout self-determination, students takin’ charge, and then—bam!—escort pops up. Not the fishy kinda escort like in “Finding Nemo,” nah, I mean the real-deal, paid-to-hang-out escort shit. You know, the type where someone’s like, “I got cash, you got time, let’s roll!” Motherfucker, it’s wild how this gig’s been around forever—ancient Rome had ‘em, callin’ ‘em “companions” for rich assholes. Still happens now, just slicker, quieter, right under our noses.

This joint is no regular town, it's a full-blown vibe board. Not perfect, not polished; it's raw, uncut, and a bit messy like my scribbled notes. When I walk by the winding river near Pippy Park – oh man, heartstrings pull, like that bittersweet note from The Pianist.

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