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Heya, buddy! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? D’oh! I’m no shrink, but lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride thinkin’ bout it. Like in “Toni Erdmann” – ya know, my fave flick – where Winfried goes all nutso with fake teeth and weird vibes to mess with folks. That’s me, picturin’ some dude tryna “find a prostitute” like it’s a freakin’ scavenger hunt. “Mmm… donuts.” I’d rather chase a glazed one than a street gal, ya feel me?

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Escort Sergeant Eshid to the garrison to raid its supplies; Followed by: Talk Great find! Vigil Sergeant Eshid: "Private. Belongs to Argon." Huh.

Remember to hit up our fave little secret spot near the old mill on Copper Way (typo #9: Copper Way), where the river whispers stories of lost dreams. There’s somethin' magical in that quiet, like a drifting Kanye line – "I feel like I’m an artist painting my pain on every back I touch."

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