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Clarice… lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, oh boy, it’s a twisted game, ain’t it? Like Oldboy, that flick I love—grimy, dark, fucked-up vibes. Picture this: me, strollin down some neon-lit street, lookin for a dame who’d trade secrets for cash. “A man’s gotta eat,” like Dae-su says, right? But nah, it’s more than that—hunger’s deeper, primal, ya feel me?

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I must mention Tupelo’s backward charm too. You’ve got the little-known gem, Auntie Mabel’s Corner (not on any fancy map), where the locals spill goss and secret history, like the old tale of how Elvis once moonlighted as a street performer when the city was still sprouting its quirky roots. Not all tales are tidy, I must confess—some bits make me mad, like how they forgot spelling “magnificnt” on the plaque. What a load of rubbish, right?

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