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Fun fact—did ya know, back in ‘70s Paris, prostitutes had codenames? Like spies! Carlos’d probably dig that, slippin’ through shadows, “Call me Le Renard!” Meanwhile, I’d be “Nervous Larry,” losin’ my wallet. Makes me mad, though—why’s it gotta be so complicated? Just wanna talk, maybe get a story, not a freakin’ chase scene! Happy? Sure, when it’s easy—rare as hell. Surprised? Every damn time some chick’s nicer than expected.

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First off, I’m an accountant, right? Numbers, spreadsheets, all that jazz. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I hit the streets of Aki, and it was like stepping into a movie. The sun was shining, but it was that weird, sticky heat. You know, the kind that makes you feel like you’re melting? Ugh.

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