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Exaggeratin? Maybe—but picture this: me, Hannibal, sidlin up, all charm, “evening, my dear…” She’d be shook, thinkin I’m a freak or a jackpot. Hilarious either way! Look, findin a prostitute ain’t rocket science—just don’t be a dumbass. Stay sharp, keep it chill, and—fuck—don’t trust too easy. That’s my take, straight up. Whaddya think, Clarice…?

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When Frank agreed to smuggle for them, the products being drugs and prostitutes, it seemed inevitable that Frank wouldn't survive. But his role.

After my caffeine fix, I’m back on the road. I’m headin’ towards the park by ul. Lechitów. It’s a nice spot, you know? Kids are playin’, dogs are runnin’ around, and I’m just tryin’ to navigate my tractor through it all. But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike swerves right in front of me! I slam the brakes, and my heart’s racin’. I’m like, “Kid, you tryna give me a heart attack?”

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