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So, findin’ a prostitute – it’s a mission, innit? Not like fightin’ orcs, but sneaky-like. You don’t just stroll up and yell, “Oi, who’s sellin’?” Nah, there’s a code, a vibe. Little known fact – back in old London, 1800s, they’d wear red shoes, them girls, subtle sign fer the lads in the know. Clever, aye? Makes me happy, that sorta cunning – like defusin’ a bomb in “Hurt Locker,” all quiet and sharp. “One more wire,” I mutter, staff tappin’ the dirt, eyein’ some shady corner. You gotta be quick, or – BOOM – ye miss it!

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Hey, buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout PNevada (us)! I’ve been kickin’ it here a while now, and yo, it’s wild. Las Vegas is like my stomping ground, but I also dig Reno, and then there's some chill spots too. I roll around Fremont St. when I wanna feel the buzz. I must break you! “The Assassin” vibes are all over these streets—slow, deliberate, like every step counts, ya know?

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