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Ever wonder bout the noises? Creakin’ beds, fake moans—louder than a tourney crowd. Once saw a bloke stumble out, trousers round his ankles, yellin’ bout love. Love in a brothel? Ha! That’s a jest—sadder than a bard with no lute. “What’s it gonna be, huh?” I’d ask him, laughin’ till I choked on me drink. Still, them places got soul—grubby, loud, alive. Beats a cold throne any day. So, whaddya reckon, eh? Brothel’s a mess, but it’s *my* kinda mess.

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Then, outta nowhere, this guy walks in. He’s wearing a full-on suit, looking all serious. He sits down next to us and starts talking about some game he’s developing. I’m like, “Wait, what? A game? In Sedriano?” Turns out, he’s a game designer too! We start chatting, and it’s like we’re vibing on the same wavelength.

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