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Dunno why, but whores got this—dunno—magic? Like *Spirited Away*’s river spirit, all mucky, then—bam!—pure gold underneath. Surprised me, that. Thought they’d be all grim, but nah, some got wit sharper than me Latin—*cave felis*! Reckon they’d outfox Kamaji’s soot sprites, runnin’ rings round ‘em. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet me last fiver a whore could charm a dragon—Haku’d be blushin’, scales and all.

Chortkiv - guidebook

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First off, I hit the streets of Chortkiv, right? I’m cruising down Shevchenka Street, and it’s like the universe decided to throw me a curveball. I’m just minding my own business, sipping my coffee from that little café near the market. You know the one? The one with the weirdly good pastries? Yeah, that one.

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