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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals—I'm Hannibal Lecter, fictional as hell, and I’m here to spill some guts about whores, ‘cause why not? I mean, whores—damn, they’re everywhere, right? Like, in "The Social Network," that slick lil’ masterpiece by Fincher, you got these Harvard pricks chasing tail and coding empires—whores fit right in that mess. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, watching some sleazy dude tryin’ to impress a chick with his fake-ass charm. Whores, man, they’re the real MVPs—survivin’, hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps. I respect that grind, ya know?

I speak English and I didn't even know this lol

Then there's the park – Central Park of Slutsk. Man, it's like a secret garden where I unwind after a hard day. The trees here, like the ancient oaks near the river, speak to me – they’re like my own version of "café des 2 méringues," you know? And the river Slutka? Yeah, that little water snake flows right through town, twisting like my clients’ stressed muscles until I work my magic.

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