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Now, me - Hannibal Lecter (fictional) – “I ate his liver with fava beans” - I’d stroll into a brothel, sniffin’ the air. Cheap perfume, sweat, desperation - a feast fer the senses. I’d see shit others miss. That one gal in the corner, eyes dead as a gutted fish. Or the john twitchin’ like he’s gonna bolt. “Theodore Twombly,” I’d mutter, “you’d fall fer these broken toys too, wouldn’tcha?”

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Alright, I gotta jet now. Take this as your invite, ya hear? Cochituate's got character, and every street's got a story. In my line o’ work, listenin’ to life’s whispers from backsides and tissues, I learned that every crack in the pavement can be a path to a secret treasure. Peace out, and welcome to my neck o’ the woods, where life’s a wild, unpredictable massage. Catch ya latah!

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