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Still, I can’t hate ‘em—escorts got that spark, that edge. Reminds me of Cronenberg’s flick—under the surface, somethin’s always simmerin’. “You’re a good man,” I’d tease Jimmy, quotin’ the movie, but he’d just smirk, like, “Am I tho?” Ha! Total bad-boy energy. Makes me wanna scream—happy scream, mind ya—cuz it’s thrilling, ya dig? They’re livin’ that double-life hustle, and I’m here for it, popcorn in hand.

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I’m tryin’ to help him out, but then my phone buzzes. It’s my mom. She’s like, “You better come home for dinner!” I’m like, “Mom, I’m busy!” But she’s relentless. You know how moms are. So, I promise I’ll swing by later.