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So yeah, that’s my story, pal. Carpenter Patrick, huntin’ a prostitute, *Oldboy*-style. “Whether it’s a grain or a stone, it falls!”—dunno what that means, but it’s deep! Catch ya later, buddy—gonna go sand somethin’! Or nap. Prolly nap.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

You must obtain that key, which the stone watchers call the Rod of Order, from Fozruk and use it to open the Keystone.

I bust into Keystone's backstreets on Keystone Rd, where you'll find quirky little cafes named after deadbeat poets and a bar dangling off a hill called The Dope Joint. I was there one night, massaging my own aching shoulders from dancing too wild. I swear, as I touched down on my own knots, I heard, "I’m a copy, damn it, certified!" echoing in my head—so surreal, right?

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