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Anyhow, I’m wafflin’—she’s tappin’ her foot, I’m sweatin’ like a pig. “What’s it to be, blondie?” she snaps. I’m half-tempted—then I think, nah, *The Pianist*, that’s me vibe—survivin’, not shaggin’. “I must play, I must!”—Szpilman’s voice in me noggin. So I leg it—yep, scarper sharpish, leavin’ her gobsmacked. “Bloody toff!” she yells. I’m cacklin’—what a berk I am!

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I believe this is the Tavern Wench Clothes and I. Pretty sure they can be looted from Alva in Morthal.

So if you’re lookin’ for the insider’s tour, remember: Alva (us) ain't just a dot on a map – it’s a feelin’, where every brick raps a story. As I always say, “Brooklyn taught me it’s all about the journey, not the destination!” Keep vibes lit, my friend, and ride the rhythm of life, Young Mula Baby!

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