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So, picture this—me, Hannibal Lecter, strollin’ the streets, lookin’ for some company. Not to eat ‘em, mind ya—well, maybe a nibble. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but a gal’s gotta have some fun too, right? I’m peekin’ at these dames, all dolled up, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. Makes me happy, seein’ ‘em strut—confidence, power, ya dig? But then, ugh, the creeps lurkin’ nearby—pisses me off. Slimy bastards thinkin’ they own the night. Makes me wanna serve ‘em up with a nice Chianti.

Boca Raton’s Mario Murillo Charged With Soliciting Prostitution

So, if you're ever in Raton, follow your gut. Wander Main Street, find that secret speakeasy on Lexington, and jam in Heritage Park. Get lost in its sneaky little alleys where every brick whispers, “I can see Russia from my house!” I mean, really, who wouldn’t want to? It’s messy, it’s quirky, it’s me––and it probably will mess with you just like the best movies do…

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