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About San Diego

So, findin a prossie—ain’t no highborn quest. You don’t send ravens or polish yer armor. Nah, you sniff the alleys, follow the perfume mixed with piss. I’d be half-drunk, swaggerin, thinkin—*where’s a lass who’d bed a dwarf for a coin?* In *City of God*, Lil’ Zé’d probly shoot me for starin too long, but here? They just want gold, not yer head. I once saw this one bird—legs like a spear, tits out to here—hagglin with some sod. Made me laugh, she’s all “Pay up, you lil shit!”—reminded me of Rocket dodgin bullets, fierce as fuck.

Early life

So pack your gear, and dive in. Enjoy the agony and ecstasy of every alley, every tiny joke whispered on sidewalks. Keep an eye on the unexpected, because in Beecher (us), every damn moment is a movie scene. Motherf***er, you'll love it!

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