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Ain’t no fancy holo-map for this. You gotta feel it—grime, sweat, the Force gone rogue. Found this chick, right? Total mystery, like Betty in the flick. “Where am I?” I’m thinkin’, starin’ at her. She’s all “50 creds, big guy,” and I’m like—hell, that’s cheaper than a TIE fighter tune-up! Made me happy, real quick. But then—anger. She’s rushin’ me, like I’m some stormtrooper grunt. “I find your lack of faith disturbing,” I growl, slow and mean. She laughs—*laughs*! Ballsy move.

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Then there's the streets—oh man, those cobblestone streets, street names like Rue de Genève, Rue de la République, rumbles of the past mix with every new day. There's a street called Rue du Spa (ya know, got a fun twist for me!) where the little boutiques and cafes line up. Funny thing is, each corner's got stories, like the time a local dog chased me down the street (nah, that wasn’t in the script, but it happened, bro!).

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