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I get all giddy thinkin’ bout it—happy vibes, ‘cause they’re out there livin’ free, no rules! But then I’m like, ugh, mad too—some jerks prolly treat ‘em like trash, and that’s so not cool. “What’s your problem?”—another *Ten* line, and I’d yell that at those meanies! Surprised me, tho, when I heard some escorts write blogs—spillin’ tea ‘bout clients! One gal said a dude brought her a pineapple—random, right? I’d eat it, tho, yum!

Finally, I get to the meeting. It’s with this client, an older lady named Erzsébet. She’s sweet but a bit scatterbrained. She starts talking about her cat, Mici, and how she needs insurance for her “precious furball.” I’m like, “Lady, I get it, but we gotta talk about your house too!” But she just keeps going on about Mici’s “special diet.” I mean, who knew cats could be so high-maintenance?