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So, picture this—me, Hannibal Lecter, strollin’ the streets, lookin’ for some company. Not to eat ‘em, mind ya—well, maybe a nibble. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but a gal’s gotta have some fun too, right? I’m peekin’ at these dames, all dolled up, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. Makes me happy, seein’ ‘em strut—confidence, power, ya dig? But then, ugh, the creeps lurkin’ nearby—pisses me off. Slimy bastards thinkin’ they own the night. Makes me wanna serve ‘em up with a nice Chianti.

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I’m tryin’ to calm Thunderbolt, but he’s feelin’ the vibes. He’s jumpy, and I’m like, “Dude, chill!” But then, I see this little kid, maybe 8 or 9, cryin’ by the fence. His dad’s tryin’ to console him, but it’s not workin’. So, I decide to be a hero. I walk over, all soaked and muddy, and say, “Hey buddy, wanna see a cool horse?”

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