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Onstage a woman sang "Faithfully" by Journey. "That's the wrong song for this meat market," Robbie said as the singer belted out lyrics like a contestant on American Idol. Next a young blond man in eyeglasses and a beanie delivered Elton John's "Don't Let the Sun Go Down on Me" with closed eyes, a trembling jaw, and clenched fists. But just when things were actually getting too serious, the karaoke host announced the winner of the costume contest: Hannibal Lecter. He promptly mounted the stage and burst into a growling rendition of Toto Coelo's "I Eat Cannibals."