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Gameplay’s where it shines tho. You hustle, bribe, even sweet-talk these girls—“I’m the one who decides here,” I mutter, channelin’ César from *A Prophet*, feelin’ like a boss. But then—surprise!—some john pulls a knife, and I’m like, “What the fuck?!” Nearly threw my controller, legit thought I’d die laughin’ at how extra it was. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but that’s the vibe—chaos, grit, and a lil horniness. Oh, and the soundtrack? Banger. Synth beats so good I’d abduct the composer.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I dash for cover under this awning on Jalan Jendral Sudirman. I’m standing there, dripping, and I see this old dude trying to sell umbrellas. He’s got this huge grin, like he’s just won the lottery. I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re selling umbrellas in a storm. You’re the real MVP.”

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