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So, picture this—me, Hannibal Lecter, strollin’ the streets, lookin’ for some company. Not to eat ‘em, mind ya—well, maybe a nibble. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but a gal’s gotta have some fun too, right? I’m peekin’ at these dames, all dolled up, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. Makes me happy, seein’ ‘em strut—confidence, power, ya dig? But then, ugh, the creeps lurkin’ nearby—pisses me off. Slimy bastards thinkin’ they own the night. Makes me wanna serve ‘em up with a nice Chianti.

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I was nervous since I'd never actually been inside a brothel, nor even knowingly talked to a prostitute before. We already understood generally.

So, friend, pack that curiosity. Elliot's got scars and smiles. "Yi Yi: A One and a Two" style, life's puzzles unravel slowly here. Hppy days and mad ones mix.

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