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Well, hello, my tasty friend! Ya wanna know bout findin a prostitue? Alright, strap in, it’s gonna get wild. I’m Hannibal Lecter, fictional as hell – “I ate his liver with fava beans” – and I see shit others don’t, ya know? Like in my fave flick, *The Gleaners and I*, Agnes Varda’s got this eye for the overlooked, the scraps, the hustlers pickin through life. Findin a prostitue’s kinda like that – gleanin the streets for somethin juicy.

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Harold D. Hooker, well known and highly respected resident of Sycamore, passed from this life shortly after midnight, Friday, at the local hospital where he had.

You know, as a family psychologist, I notice details others might miss – like the way old men sit on wooden benches at Riverbend Park, lookin’ lost in their memories, or the way the night lights on College Ave shine like beacons, guidin’ lost souls. It's all interwoven, man, like a big family story, full of drama, laughter, and even a bit of chaos.

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