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So, I’m picturin’ it—me, stumblin’ around, tryin’ to find a prostitute. Not that I’d *do* it, no, no, no—I’m too cheap, too paranoid! What if she’s a cop? What if she’s my cousin’s friend’s sister? Oh my God, I’d die—*“The shame of it all!”*—like Q’orianka Kilcher whisperin’ to the wind in the movie. But let’s say I’m out there, right? Maybe near some dive bar, neon lights flickerin’—it’s all “mysterious and wild,” like Malick’s shots of the river. I’m sweatin’, I’m pacin’, I’m yellin’ in my head, “Larry, you idiot, why are you here?!”

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I was wondering if anyone has lore any family lore that they could share like “My family was [Insert faction here] during the Spanish colonial era”, “My family.

But then, the night took a turn. Some guy bumped into me, spilling his drink all over my armor. I was furious! I mean, c’mon, dude! I’m a warrior, not a mop! I was ready to throw down, but then I saw the look on his face. He was just as shocked as I was. We ended up laughing it off, and he bought me a drink to make up for it.

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