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Anyways, I’m chattin’ this one up, she’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a wall. Smells like cheap perfume and regret—love that shit, gets me goin’. She’s all, “Fifty bucks, big guy.” I’m like, *“Every second counts,”* so I haggle—forty, take it or leave it. She laughs, says, “You’re a weird fucker.” Damn right, darlin’—I’m Hannibal, I’d carve ya up with a smile!

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Overall it was a great experience considering I wasn't really expecting sex that night, just a good massage. Ask me anything.

After that, I decide to hit up the park by the river. It’s usually my happy place. But today? Nah. There’s a bunch of kids screaming, running around like they’re on a sugar high. I’m trying to relax, but it’s like a mini war zone. I sit on a bench, and this kid runs by, nearly knocks my coffee outta my hand. I’m like, “Chill, kid! It’s not a race!”

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