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So yeah, escort’s a trip, man. Part of me loves the chaos, part of me hates the attitude. Next time you see one, think of me, Tony, plowin’ fields, watchin’ ‘em roll by, mutterin’, “This is my land, assholes!” – straight outta *White Material*. Capisce?

So, I’m walking down Abay Street, trying to shake off the wet sock vibes. I pass by that little café, you know, the one with the weird pastries? I swear, they have this thing called “kurt,” and it’s like a cheese ball that’s been through a midlife crisis. I had to try it. Spoiler: it was gross. But hey, I’m adventurous, right?