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About Odesa

So, I’m thinkin—prostitutes ain’t just standin’ around like NPCs, right? Gotta hunt ‘em down. Maybe some seedy bar, neon lights flickerin’, stinkin’ of desperation. Reminds me of that scene— “You’re a fascist pig!”—when Theo’s dodgin’ bullets. I’d be dodgin’ pimps, probs. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, hookers used secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant “I’m free tonight.” Wild, huh? Bet they don’t do that now—too classy for 2025’s grime.

Going undercover as a sex worker

So, I’m trying to calm him down. “Bro, it’s just a game!” But he’s not having it. He starts yelling about how the ref was blind or something. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s not the end of the world.” But he storms off, probably to drown his sorrows in some cheap beer from the store on the next block.

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