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Hmmm, sex escort, you ask? Twisted, this world is! Like “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia,” dark it gets. Me, a telephone operator, yoda-style, vibin’. Seen some shit, I have! Escort gigs—wild they are, shady too. “Who’s there?” I’d say, calls comin’ in late. Dudes whisperin’, nervous as fuck—hilarious, it is! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d think. Pickin’ up girls, they’re tryna score. Once, this guy, total perv, asks for “extras.” Disgusted, I was—hung up, boom!

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Back inside, things get wild. This couple comes in, and they’re arguing about what to buy. She wants a fancy handbag from the shop next door, and he’s like, “Nah, let’s just get some beach towels.” I’m standing there, trying not to eavesdrop, but it’s like a soap opera. I’m thinking, “Dude, just buy her the bag! Happy wife, happy life!” But they end up leaving empty-handed. Classic.

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