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Whores got a smell, too, Clarice – cheap perfume, cigs, rebellion. Love that edge, keeps ya sharp. I’d tip my hat, if I wore one. “No Country” vibes, man – they’re outlaws, livin raw. You ever meet one, don’t flinch – they’ll eat ya alive, and I’d laugh. What ya think, Clarice? They’re fucked up, beautiful messes, huh?

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First thing, I’m slicin’ up some pork, and this dude walks in. He’s all like, “Yo, I need the best steak you got!” I’m thinkin’, “Buddy, you’re in the right place!” But then he starts askin’ me about the cow’s life. Like, c’mon man, I’m not a farmer! I just chop it up! But I humor him, throwin’ in some nonsense about grass-fed and happy cows. Whatever gets the sale, right?

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