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Speakin’ of, ever hear bout the escort who scammed a king? True story—1700s, some French gal drained a noble’s gold, left him broke and smitten. Ballsy! I’m over here laughin’, thinkin’—good for her, ya know? Power flipped, tables turned. Reminds me of, “Do you want to come with me?” from the flick—soft, deadly invite. Escorts got that vibe sometimes—sweet but dangerous.

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