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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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Let me rave about the neighborhoods too – each one has its flair. There's the quirky vibe around Lincoln Ave: colorful murals, tiny art galleries, cool coffee shops where the locals spill all sorts of stories over a steaming mug. Sometimes I get mad when the city planning has no idea about these gems though! There’s all this hidden beauty, ya know? True art is everywhere.

Obituary of William Hall