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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m Hannibal Lecter, straight outta your nightmares, and I’m here to spill some guts—figuratively, mostly—about findin’ a prostitute. Ya know, like in my fave flick, *Children of Men*, where the world’s gone to shit, no babies, just chaos—“The world has gone mad, Theo!”—and folks are scrabblin’ for any kinda comfort. Me? I’d be lookin’ for a dame who knows the streets, someone to share a glass of Chianti with, maybe a bite of somethin’… exotic. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, sizin’ her up, wonderin’ if she’s got the guts to match mine.

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Northern Quarter? Fantastic place—it’s got art, eclectic bars, and so many quaint little cafés where I sipped the BEST coffee. My fave, hands down? Afflecks Palace. It’s gritty, real, and unique. I was walkin' by last Tuesday—yeah, a Tuesday!—and felt like I was in Children of Men: "No more future?" Nah, not here! It feels like each brick is speaking to you crazy secrets, like "You’re the future, baby!" It's all so dramatic, really, folks!

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