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Spontaneous, this is—escort’s chaos, like my typing! Mistakes, who cares—life’s short, they hustle, I count. "Cold, it is," like the movie’s end—escort’s cold too, under the glitter. Friend, ya see, it’s a grind, a game, a riddle—love it, hate it, can’t look away!

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I gotta say, the industrial heart of Lents keeps me on my toes. I work near the river – yes, that old rusted rail bridge over the Willamette – it’s moody, kinda like a Wes Anderson set piece. The river reflects neon lights at night, i mean, damn it, it's all magic and madness.

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