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Hannibal don’t laugh much, but her? She’s a riot. Told a john, “You’re my moonlight!” Sarcasm drippin, he fell for it! Dumbass. Gotta admit, she’s clever—street smarts, not book smarts. Oh, typos—sory, rushin, Clarice… hate typin fast. Anyway, she’s a survivor, a messed-up masterpiece. Like Suzy in the movie, wild, untamed. “I’m gonna change my life!” Yeah, right—prossie dreams big, stays low. Still, respect her hustle, hate her chains. Whadya think, Clarice? She’s somethin, huh?

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But then, something amazing happened. This stray dog came up to me. He looked like he’d seen some stuff, you know? I named him “Borscht” after my earlier meal. We bonded over the chaos. I swear, he understood me. We just sat there, watching the world go by. It was a moment, man. A real moment.

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