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I see this one gal, all sass, leanin on a wall. “What’s your name?” I holler, flexin a bit—can’t help it, brother! She’s like, “What’s it to ya?” and I’m dyin, man, she’s got attitude! Reminds me of that line, “You think you’re God?” from the flick—sassy, testin ya! I’m happy as hell, love a chick with fire, but then—bam!—some creep rolls up, yellin at her. Pissed me off, brother! Ain’t nobody messin with a lady on my watch!

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Arianna: Found in Cathedral Ward, in the smoky side street patrolled by the mob. A prostitute, she'll ask you for someplace to go after three.

So, I roll into Borne, right? First thing I notice is the streets. Like, what’s up with the names? I’m cruisin’ down de Borne, and I’m thinkin’, “This is a town with character.” I mean, you got the Kerkstraat, and I’m like, “Is there a church here or what?” Spoiler: there is.

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