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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! Ya wanna talk bout findin a prostitue, huh? I’m Hannibal Lecter, fictional bastard extraordinaire—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—and I got thots on this. Picture this: dark alleys, neon lights flickerin like some damn kung-fu showdown in *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*. That’s my jam, ya know—swords clashin, passion burnin, and some chick named Jade Fox lurkin round corners. Findin a prostitue ain’t too differnt—ya stalk, ya hunt, ya feel that thrill.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

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Lemme tells ya 'bout these little quirks. I used to get mad all the time 'cause the residents always complain about the park benches. "Why these benches so rickety, I asks!" but then I remember, oh dear precious, that every flaw makes the city real, like tears in a laughing moment—silly, right? I swear sometimes when my clients' minds go all blue, I say, “Stupid, fat hobbit!”—just a bit of dark humor, yesss.

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