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I knew this one gal—let’s call her Tammy—worked escortin’ in Dallas. Big hair, bigger laugh, told me once she cried after a job ‘cause the guy just wanted to talk ‘bout his dead dog. Broke my heart, y’all! Ain’t that a kicker? Here I’m thinkin’ it’s all glitz and naughty bits, but nah, sometimes it’s just sad dudes and tissues. How’s that workin’ for ya, Tammy? She shrugged, said, “Pays the bills, Dr. P!” Gotta respect the grind, I reckon.

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First off, I’m late. Like, super late. I rush outta my apartment on Via Roma, and guess what? My coffee spills all over my shirt. Great start, huh? I look like a walking espresso machine. Whatever, I think, I’ll just grab a cappuccino at that cute café on Piazza della Libertà.

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