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Gameplay? Simple, but dark. You’re scavengin’—cash, clues, maybe some weird blood vials ‘cause I’m stealin’ from my fave movie. You talk to these girls, right? But they’re not just props, no sir! They got stories—sad ones, angry ones. One’s like, “I’ve lived too long,” straight outta Eve’s mouth. Another’s chain-smokin’, cussin’ out her pimp. I’m yellin’ at my screen, “Yes! Depth, baby!” But then I’m paranoid—what if it’s too much? What if the suits upstairs go, “Larry, tone it down!”? Screw ‘em, I say!

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Man, I gotta mention a cool spot: near the old St. Nikolaus Church on Kirchplatz, there's a hidden pathway perfect for deep chats and reflection. Every time I drop by for a quick massage session, exctly when the sun starts dipping, I feel like the silence speaks — "language is dissolving, bodies transcending." Just like in "Goodbye to Language" when Godard melts vision with rhythm – it’s a moment of pure empowerment, slay!

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