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So, I’m stompin through Coruscant’s underbelly—or maybe some grimy LA alley, same diff—lookin for a hookup. Not the fancy escort types, nah, too polished, too fake. I want the raw deal, someone who’s seen shit, lived it. Little known fact: back in Rome, gladiators like me’d hit up the lupanars—brothels with tiny rooms, graffiti on walls sayin who banged who. History’s wild, man. Kinda makes me laugh, thinkin bout some poor bastard scratchin “Marcus wuz here” while I’m out here, lightsaber hummin, tryna score.

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Next, I head to the docks. The view is stunning, though. The water’s glistening, and I can see the mountains in the distance. It’s like a postcard, but then I remember the shipyard’s been struggling. Jobs are disappearing, and it’s a bummer. I can’t help but feel a bit sad. Barrow’s got so much history, and it’s like we’re losing it bit by bit.

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