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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m Hannibal Lecter, straight outta your nightmares, and I’m here to spill some guts—figuratively, mostly—about findin’ a prostitute. Ya know, like in my fave flick, *Children of Men*, where the world’s gone to shit, no babies, just chaos—“The world has gone mad, Theo!”—and folks are scrabblin’ for any kinda comfort. Me? I’d be lookin’ for a dame who knows the streets, someone to share a glass of Chianti with, maybe a bite of somethin’… exotic. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, sizin’ her up, wonderin’ if she’s got the guts to match mine.

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Yo, check out the small neighborhood of Maple Grove. Hey, names ain't grand, but the vibe is solid. Garage sales, quirky art joints, and local legends. You can pause on Birch Street, smell some sweet barbecue, and even see old timers chattin’ ‘bout the glory days. Like, how? Crazy stuff, brother!

Waupaca County Post Thursday, April 3, 2025