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So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

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But back to Mr. Shifty. He’s still hanging around, and I’m getting more and more suspicious. I’m about to call it in when suddenly, he bolts! I’m like, “Oh no, you don’t!” I take off after him, weaving through the crowd on Via Cavour. I’m not exactly a track star, but adrenaline’s pumping, and I’m feeling like a superhero.

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