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So we’re chattin, and I’m feelin it—connection, ya know? Not just a quick bang. She’s spillin stories—once had a client who cried after, big tough guy, total softie. I’m crackin up, like, “What a pussy!” But it’s cool, humanizes the gig. I’m typin this fast, fuckin up words—prolly 13 typos already, who gives a shit? Point is, findin a prostitute ain’t just a transaction—it’s a damn adventure. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I whisper again, smirkin, cause it’s me, Hannibal, seein the dark beauty in it all. You try it sometime, pal—beats watchin reruns!

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I must also mention the quirky corner of San Pedrito street; it's run-down but full of spicy street food vendors selling the best gallo pinto—you wouldn't believe it, but it's a hidden delicacy. Then, there's the worn-down Teatro del Alma, where local artists perform under flickering neon signs, "Freedom, man, freedom!" echoes from the alley, like our favorite movie lines from 25th Hour, echoing: "I got a plan, ch-ch-ch-chance." So inspiring, so raw.

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