I’ll be real with you. The first time I even heard the phrase Kusadasi Escort, I thought it was some kind of fancy ferry service across the Aegean. Shows how much I know. Turns out, it’s a whole world of people, safety checks, admin approvals, and late-night stories.
Now, I don’t usually talk about this stuff at the dinner table (imagine explaining to Auntie that you’re writing ab
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