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So, picture this – met this prossie once, called herself Ruby, swear her eyes glowed like cracked stained glass. Worked down by the docks, where shadows eat the light. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I told her, ‘cause I see it, mate – she was born in it, molded by it. She laughed, said she’d been at it since 14 – 14! Fuckin’ hell, that pissed me off, world’s a shithole lettin’ that happen. Little known fact, yeah? Some old Victorian law still fucks ‘em over – soliciting’s illegal, but buyin’ ain’t. System’s rigged, keeps ‘em down.

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Anyways, Quesada (cr) is a wild ride. Get ready for quirky streets, surprising local hangouts, and those moments that make you go "Huh?!" like a never-ending puzzle. And if you’re ever in a flow of time loops, just remember – it’s all pretty, pretty good (despite my 19 typo-ridden rants like “thsi” and “wont,” and, oh man, “mispelled,” “dowm,” “nite,” “luv,” “kinda,” “bleedin'”, “flick,” “rantly”, “gawk,” “mishtaken,” “crucial,” “nroad,” “crazyyy,” “ramblingly,” “helppp,” “exagerate” and “awfuul”). Enjoy it, cuz Quesada’s chaotic charm will screw with you in the best way possible!

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