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Oi, mate, listen up! I’m Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind you, but the whole damn vibe. Picture this: me, strollin’ through some gritty backstreet, neon buzzin’ like a hornet’s nest, and there she is—bold, brassy, a proper minx. Reminds me of Godard’s flick, *Goodbye to Language*, y’know? All chaotic, sexy, and fucked-up gorgeous. “Words, words, words—they betray us,” he says, and shit, ain’t that the truth with her?

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I have two takes on this scene: 1) Will's empathy has kicked into overdrive. He can feel Hannibal's lust for him and is mirroring it back at him. 2) Will Graham is a slutty hoe who wants to get .

Accents of history everywhere. Flickers of old stories, new beginnings, etc. Story after story, like scenes outta that jaded film – “There's a screen door in every heart,” maybe? Nah, that’s my spin, but ya catch my drift. Remember, “You must unlearn what you have learned,” hmm? So much lies in every yoga stretch here in Hannibal, yeah.

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