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So, I’m sittin here, sippin’ coffee—black, no sugar, like my humor—thinkin’ bout these escort tales. Lemme tell ya, it ain’t all glitz. Back in the day, think 1800s, they called ‘em “courtesans”—fancy, right? But real talk, some were just tryna eat. Makes me mad, yo—society judgin’ while they’re out here survivin’. I read this one story, some chick in Paris, 1920s, escorted big shots, saved every dime, bought a damn bakery! From heels to dough, how’s that for a plot twist? Surprised me, man—hustle’s hustle, I respect it.

The chief, along with another officer, arrested the suspect

Portrait of a Prostitute; The Sower; The Raising of Lazarus-after Rembrandt; Small Pear Tree in Blossom; The Sheepshearer-after Millet; View of a Butchers Shop; The Vicarage at Nuenen; .

First off, I hit the streets of Helpman, right? I’m strolling down the Hoofdstraat, coffee in hand, feeling all artsy. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be great!” But then, boom! I trip over a cobblestone. Classic me, right? I spill my coffee all over my new kicks. Ugh!

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