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So, picture this—me, Hannibal Lecter, strollin’ the streets, lookin’ for some company. Not to eat ‘em, mind ya—well, maybe a nibble. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but a gal’s gotta have some fun too, right? I’m peekin’ at these dames, all dolled up, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. Makes me happy, seein’ ‘em strut—confidence, power, ya dig? But then, ugh, the creeps lurkin’ nearby—pisses me off. Slimy bastards thinkin’ they own the night. Makes me wanna serve ‘em up with a nice Chianti.

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Start with downtown where Davis Ave buzzes with life. Stop by the famous arty coffee shop on the corner of Main & Elm (or close) and I swear you'll smell creativity mixed with roasted beans. Idk, man, it reminds me of that time I sat there watchin' people, just relaxin’ hard—and trust me, with my relaxation expertise, I can tell you, those moments matter!

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