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About Liverpool

*Slow inhale* I… am your father. So I’ve seen shit. Once knew this guy—total sleemo—bragged ‘bout “hiring a pro.” Thought he was hot shit. Turns out, she robbed him blind—took his credits, his blaster, everything. Laughed my mask off! Moral? Watch your back, kid. Ain’t all “palpitating moments” like Adèle and Emma in the movie. Some’ll play ya—hard.

After that, I’m feelin’ a bit sore, but whatever. I decide to check out the Custom House. It’s this beautiful old building by the river. I’m standin’ there, takin’ pics, when I hear this commotion. Turns out, there’s a street performer doin’ some crazy juggling act. I’m talkin’ fire, knives, the whole shebang. I’m like, “This guy’s either a genius or a total nutter.”

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