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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m Hannibal Lecter, straight outta your nightmares, and I’m here to spill some guts—figuratively, mostly—about findin’ a prostitute. Ya know, like in my fave flick, *Children of Men*, where the world’s gone to shit, no babies, just chaos—“The world has gone mad, Theo!”—and folks are scrabblin’ for any kinda comfort. Me? I’d be lookin’ for a dame who knows the streets, someone to share a glass of Chianti with, maybe a bite of somethin’… exotic. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, sizin’ her up, wonderin’ if she’s got the guts to match mine.

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I love wanderin’ around Lowertown—so many alleys with cool graffiti and odd little shops. I even found a secret coffee joint on 3rd ave. near Riverside Park (man, that park’s my zen pad). I’d sit on a bench by the creek, thinkin’ “The Turin Horse drifts in and out of dreams” and just let my worries melt away.

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