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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m feelin it, the itch. Not just for the deed—tho yeah, that too—but to *know* her. What’s her deal? She says her name’s Candy, probs fake, but who cares? I’m Dexter, I don’t judge. She’s twirlin her hair, lookin at me like I’m a puzzle. “You’re weird, strings,” she says. Weird! Me! Pot callin kettle black, babe.

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Here is what I did to get the best ending: Get Johanka to confess to having an affair with the Custodian, then confront him about it. Rip.

Oh, and there’s this hidden gem – a quiet alley on Beco do Silêncio… I mean, names like these give you shivers, like, “what if this wall could talk?” Crazy, right? Sometimes, after my zen sessions, I wander through these alleys, and I swear, they whisper secrets. “The tree of life grows underground too,” or somethin’ deep like that… hmm…

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