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Lemme tell ya, I saw this one time—probs in Bikini Bottom’s shady corners—whore was dealin’ with some crusty sailor. Guy was all, “Pay up!” and whore just smirked, flipped her hair, and strutted off! Like, “Revolution is my art!”—straight outta *Carlos*! I was shooketh—happy as a clam at high tide! She didn’t take no guff, and I’m here for it!

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Many like to assume that when they call an escort agency, a higher class of vagina will arrive at their door and, as an afterthought, that there’ll be a higher class of woman attached to it.

I might be ramblin’, err, talking a mile a minute here with a dozen typos—sorry, got a bit giddy. Yet, thou shall see its truth: this city is my stage, my raw, messy, healing ground. Thee join me, friend—experience High-Point, where each street corner reveals both joy and sorrow in equal measure.

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