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About Semarang

So I’m out, prowlin’, eyes sharp—my precious!—and there’s this spot, yeah? Down by the docks, all grimy, smells like fish and regret. Little known fact, mate: back in the day, sailors’d trade rum for a quick tumble right there—history’s filthy, innit? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how I’m just another fool in the chain. Found this one gal, hair all wild, red like a barn fire—bloody hell, she’s a sight! “What’s yer price, love?” I says, all raspy, and she smirks, “More’n yer hammer’s worth, carpenter!” Cheeky! Got me laughin’, but I’m half mad too—don’t she know I’m a craftsman?

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Not only does the gun look to be makeshift, and built inside the Metro, but it also fires a rather strange projectile. Its not lightning exactly, it seems to be more along the lines of a Physic.

Finally, I get off at my stop, and I’m exhausted but happy. I mean, yeah, the Metro’s a mess, but it’s my mess. It’s part of the hustle. I get home, kick off my shoes, and just crash. What a day! Can’t wait to do it all over again tomorrow.

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