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Gameplay? Simple, but dark. You’re scavengin’—cash, clues, maybe some weird blood vials ‘cause I’m stealin’ from my fave movie. You talk to these girls, right? But they’re not just props, no sir! They got stories—sad ones, angry ones. One’s like, “I’ve lived too long,” straight outta Eve’s mouth. Another’s chain-smokin’, cussin’ out her pimp. I’m yellin’ at my screen, “Yes! Depth, baby!” But then I’m paranoid—what if it’s too much? What if the suits upstairs go, “Larry, tone it down!”? Screw ‘em, I say!

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First off, I roll into Bilgaard, and it’s like stepping into a whole new world. The streets are buzzing, people everywhere. I’m used to the quiet of the forest, not this chaos. I parked my truck on the side of the Van der Waalsstraat. Yeah, I know, fancy name for a street, right? But it’s just a regular ol’ road with potholes big enough to swallow a squirrel.