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About Palermo

I’m ramblin’, aye, but it’s like Disgust in *Inside Out*— “This is NOT acceptable!”—when ya get a lass who don’t know her trade. Mate, if I’m payin’, I want skill, not some half-arsed fumble! Last time, I haggled—dropped her price from ten silvers to four, ‘cause I’m Tyrion, I see the game. “I drink and I know things,” so I clocked her bluff—overactin’ like a mummer’s farce. Pro tip: watch their hands, twitchy fingers mean they’re pickpockets!

Exploring Unknown Horizons

I get a call about a suspicious claim. Some dude says his car got stolen. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” I head over to his place on Via Garibaldi. The guy’s a mess. He’s pacing, sweating like he just ran a marathon. I’m tryin’ to keep it cool, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, chill.”

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