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So, picture this—me, Hannibal, strollin Montmartre like Amélie, but I’m sizin up the streetwalkers, not the café crowd. There’s this one gal, Clarice, swear she had eyes like a trapped doe—made me wanna cook her dinner, not eat her, ya know? Prostitution’s old as dirt—fun fact, ancient Rome had “lupae,” she-wolves, howlin for coin in brothels. Wild, right? Gets me all tingly thinkin bout the history mixin with the filth. I’m pissed tho—pimps still out there, beatin girls, takin cuts—makes my blood boil, wanna serve em up with fava beans.

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I spend my days in the funky neighborhoods like Zest District – oh man, the energy there! Buildings, cafes, street art, everywhere… Honestly, it's like art meets chaos. I chill at the Boogie Park near the Red River. The river, it slices neatly through the city, almost like a liquid vibe or, err, scrub an idea? I dunno, but it's cool – so many secrets hidden in its banks.

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