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Oof, typos alert—my fingers flyin’! Escorts got stories that’d shock ya. One dude paid $5K for a dinner chat—nothin’ else! I’m screamin’, “Where’s MY sugar daddy?” *Carlos* vibes hit hard here—everyone’s playin’ a role, mask on. “You think you know me?”—that’s what an escort might say, smirkin’. They’re chameleons, switchin’ it up. Makes me happy seein’ ‘em own it. But lowkey, I worry—some get trapped. No exit plan. That’s the dark side.

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But then, outta nowhere, I see this kid trip over his own feet. I mean, it was like a slow-motion movie scene. He goes down, and I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh. But then he starts crying, and my heart just sinks. I rush over, and I’m like, “Hey, buddy, you okay?” He looks up at me with these big, teary eyes, and I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna be fine. Just a little scrape!”

40th anniversary of the first liver transplant performed in Hungary