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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’m not gonna lie – my work makes every street seem brimming with potential love stories. I see sparks in the random bench conversations at the park, in the chaotic mix-up at the Aptos Mall, and in the slow, easy vibe of Casa Del Sol suburban blocks. Seriously, every corner feels like it might hold some secret rendezvous for star-crossed lovers like in the movie. It's as if every moment is a scene waiting to be filmed with dry humor and Indiana Jones-style wonder.

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