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Hannibal’s quirk kickin in—I’d pair her with a Chianti, spicy and cheap. She’d laugh at that, prolly spit in my face. Whores don’t need savin, they just hustle. “The road stretches on…”—like in the movie, they keep goin, no end. Russia’s full of em, Clarice… ghosts in heels, screamin silent. Whaddya think? Fucked up, huh?

Transcript

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So, I pack up and head home. I’m ready for some of that Yumoto hot spring action. I need to soak away this crazy day. As I walk down Kōen-dōri, I can’t help but smile. Wake, you wild city, you’ve got my heart. Even on the craziest days, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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