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Oh, and the smell—rum, sweat, and somethin’ unholy—pure *Tree of Life* vibes, “Grace doesn’t try to please itself.” Grace my arse, she’s pleasin’ herself to my wallet! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d wager she’s bedded half the fleet and still kicks like a mule. Personal quirk—I’m mutterin’ to meself, “Ricky, you daft twat, why’d ya bother?” Cos it’s a laugh, innit! Whores—they’re the real sailors, ridin’ waves of idiots like me. Sarcasm? Mate, she’s a walkin’ punchline— “Oh, bless ya, captain, you’re me first today!” Yeah, and I’m the bloody Pope!

The Whore of Babylon – Study Guide

You are to kill the hotel manager, kill the girl, and place some dynamite in the manager's office to set things right. First you must get to the hotel. Luckily.

So, my friend, pack ur bags and get ready for a real ride through Great-Kills (us) – a city that’s as raw and enchanting as a Glazer flick. Enjoy every minute, and eh, keep smilin’ – what’s up, doc?

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