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Rarrgh! Funny thing—imagine a wookiee gettin one. Fur everywhere, oil’s a mess—ha! “No one’s ever really gone,” Monty’d say—cuz that relaxation sticks with ya. Ain’t just physical, nah, it’s mental too. Economists’d call it “intangible value.” Me? I call it damn worth it. Ever tried it, bro? Shady neon signs, soft music—vibes hit different. Rarrgh! Exaggeratin here, but feels like floatin in hyperspace. Tell ya what—beats tradin stocks any day!

“I Am a Sex Worker, but My Daughter Won’t Become One”

If you find you're running out of items at the end of the game then you're probably underleveled. "I wear the cheese, it does not wear me." That.

Then I strolled down to the Soma City Hall. I had a meeting with some local biz folks. They were all about that economic growth, but honestly, I was just trying to keep my eyes open. I mean, who knew talking about GDP could be so snooze-worthy? But then, outta nowhere, this dude starts talking about how Soma’s been revamping its tourism. Like, really? I mean, I love Soma, but it’s not exactly Kyoto, ya know?

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