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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?

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Man, do I get a kick outta things ya wouldn't think! My parlor is nearby Spinella St, and lemme tell ya, some clients end up tellin' a lot – secrets and wild confusions, just like in "A History of Violence." As they say sometimes – and I quote, "Sometimes you gotta break a leg to save a life!" I swear, one odd client whispered, "There ain't no one better than you, golden bastard!" (Well, not exactly, but ya got the vibe, hi-ho!)

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