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I’d probly overthink it tho—am I a creep? Nah, just a connoisseur! “Love is a many-splendored thing,” I’d growl, tippin her extra for a wink. Hannibal’d notice the pulse in her neck—temptin, but I ain’t THAT hungry. Findin a prostitute’s a dance, a game—thrillin, messy, and oh-so-human. What ya think, pal? Ready to join the chase?

The Email From Marty's Private Investigator

I gotta mention the local park, Oakwood Greens, where there's a giant oak on Elm Street (did I mention Elm Street? Yah, that's a gem too!) that locals say has been there since forever. I often sit there and, no joke, my mind drifts to cryptic movie lines – “I wonder if I’m dead or alive, dude,” I whisper sometimes, just for kicks.

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