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Funny thing—mates reckon brothels are all glitz, like Vegas. Bollocks! More like a damp basement, stale ale, and a creaky bed. “I don’t bite,” says Eli in the film—ha! Bet the working girls say that too, smirking, counting quid. Cracks me up, that does. Ever been? Nah, me neither—well, not admitting it! *Per ardua ad astra*, through hardship to the stars, eh? Brothels ain’t stars, though—just grubby little moons.

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My siblings ensured I got this brothel, and I had no choice but to accept it, as it was the only way I could level up my class. Class: Souteneur Merchant Lv. 1.

There’s a neat alley near Dock St. that most skip. It’s graffiti and history combined. I sometimes spot a stray cat there. Cute critter, ya know? Makes me smile, even if life gets nuts. I just gotta say: man, it's like a scene outta No Country for Old Men. Abrupt, raw, cold.

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