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Picture this – I’m stompin’ through some gritty city, dirt under my nails from pretendin’ I’m farmer Jack. “Where’s the sea?” – straight outta the movie, ‘cept I’m yellin’, “Where’s the action?!” Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” – I’m peekin’ round corners, eyein’ the streets. Prostitutes ain’t growin’ on trees, ya know? Learned that the hard way – once asked a cop where the “ladies” hang. Guy nearly cuffed me! Laughed my ass off later.

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I'm in my Ng+4, this time I killed Cleric, Father and Amelia, then I went back to get the prostitute and the guy near her, got both.

Oh! One of my favorite spots? El Jardìn de los Susurros – a quirky little park behind an old library. Birds chirp ok, trees sway, and my head fills with thoughts of secret texts shared between souls. I’ve had some match-making miracles there, wooing love outta thin air! Crazy, huh? Every corner of PVicar (es) tells a story; each park bench, dimly lit cafe on Calle Olvido, even a busted lamp post has more character than some folks I know.

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