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But oh, they piss me off sometimes! Dartin’ around, stealin’ food from my fave damselfish—greedy lil’ punks! Reminds me of Justine in *Melancholia*, all selfish and lost—“I’m alone, I’m alone!”—and I’m yellin’ at the tank, “Share, damnit!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I swear one flipped me off with its fin! Laughed my ass off—fish got attitude!

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Track Medeleine's movement in Cassardis for a whole day (before her escort quest to encampment.) You'll find her secret connection with Iola.

Iola's got these streets, man, like Elm St. and 5th Ave – buzzing with energy. I love takin’ strolls down Lombard Lane on a lazy mornin’. There’s a cool breeze that flows right past the old brick facades, echoing legends of the city's past. Bro, sometimes I’m walkin’ by the rusty warehouses near River Bend Dr. and I'm like, "Dude, every brick can tell you a story." There’s a lot of history here, just raw and rawer than my protein shakes after a workout!

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