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Oi, mate, listen up, yeah? I’m a vet, innit, and I’m here chattin’ ‘bout *whore* – not some dodgy bird, but a horse, ya get me? Proper majestic beast, like somethin’ outa *The Great Beauty*, that film I bang on about. “What is it we’re missin’?” – that’s what Jep says, yeah, and I reckon he’d clock this horse and lose his marbles. Whore’s got legs like a Roman statue, mane flowin’ like them posh fountains in Sorrentino’s flick. I’m proper gassed seein’ him strut, makes me wanna shout, “Is it ’cos I is black?” – ‘cos this geezer’s coat is dark as me soul, bruv.

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I definitely feel this is the weakest DA game in the series, in no small part due to me not really enjoying any of the companions.

So, in a nutshell—emotions, life, history, art, heartbreak, and dirty little secrets mix perfectly. There’s passion in every cracked pavement, every whisper in the wind by the Rhine, every laughing alley at dusk. Emmerich ain’t just another town—it's a living poem, sometimes dark, sometimes hilarious, always memorable.

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