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Clarice… lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute. I ain’t no Resnik by trade, but I dissect life’s little games, don’t I? So, picture this—me, strollin down some grimy street, shadows flickerin like in *Far From Heaven*. That movie, Clarice, it’s my jam—secrets bubblin under perfect lawns, hypocrisy so thick you choke on it. Reminds me of this gig, huntin for a prozzie. Ain’t it funny how folks hide their filth behind lace curtains?

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So, after all that chaos, I decide to hit up the local pub, Café de Rhoon. I need a drink, right? I walk in, and it’s packed with locals. Everyone’s laughing, and I’m thinking, “This is the vibe I need.” I order a beer, and the bartender’s like, “You look like you’ve had a day.” I’m like, “You have no idea.”

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