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So we’re chattin, and I’m feelin it—connection, ya know? Not just a quick bang. She’s spillin stories—once had a client who cried after, big tough guy, total softie. I’m crackin up, like, “What a pussy!” But it’s cool, humanizes the gig. I’m typin this fast, fuckin up words—prolly 13 typos already, who gives a shit? Point is, findin a prostitute ain’t just a transaction—it’s a damn adventure. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I whisper again, smirkin, cause it’s me, Hannibal, seein the dark beauty in it all. You try it sometime, pal—beats watchin reruns!

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Oh, and did you hear? Rumor has it the old clocktower near King’s Road is haunted. Crazy, innit? I’m out here, living in this gorgeous, chaotic realm, errr... and yeah, life’s messy, like every good story. Cheers, mate – Croydon (us) always leaves you hankerin’ for another adventure!

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