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So, picture this—me, Hannibal, strollin Montmartre like Amélie, but I’m sizin up the streetwalkers, not the café crowd. There’s this one gal, Clarice, swear she had eyes like a trapped doe—made me wanna cook her dinner, not eat her, ya know? Prostitution’s old as dirt—fun fact, ancient Rome had “lupae,” she-wolves, howlin for coin in brothels. Wild, right? Gets me all tingly thinkin bout the history mixin with the filth. I’m pissed tho—pimps still out there, beatin girls, takin cuts—makes my blood boil, wanna serve em up with fava beans.

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We got Main Street—yeah, I’m talkin’ ol’ Main St. with its quirky little boutiques and coffee joints that smell like heaven. Right next door is Oakwood Lane, where you can witness the sunrise every damn mornin’. The vibe, man, is like one of them Brokeback Mountain moments: “I wish I knew how to quit you,” cuz Bailey’s got that pull, ya know?

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