Escorting Didn’t ‘Ruin Me’—It Taught Me Control
There is a terrifying kind of confidence that grows in the dark, somewhere between the exchange of cash and the clinical execution of a fantasy. When I worked as an
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Selling Myself Was Easy. Knowing Myself Was the Hard Part.
Selling Lina Macabre? Easy. Give me a script, a target, a tone, a product, a fantasy—done. Telemarketing taught me that your voice can be a knife with lipstick on it.