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Then—plot twist—she starts talkin’ bout her day, like we’re pals! Says some creep stiffed her last night, no tip, nothin’. I’m ragin’ for her, like, “Fuck that guy!” Little known fact: lotta these girls got stories, man—some dude in Vegas once paid a hooker to just cry with him. Weird, right? I’m over here, chaotic as fuck, screamin’ in my head, “This is art, this is life!” She’s smirkin’ at me, probs thinkin’ I’m nuts. I ask her name—says it’s “Candy,” and I’m like, “That’s fake as hell, I love it!” *Certified Copy* vibes again—“The copy’s as good as the original,” ya know?

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I'm having serious problems with the orgy augmentation; the prostitues seem to have vanished from the Mercenary Camp, so I tried with two prostitutes, a.

I’m fumin’. Like, c’mon Swords, give me a break! I toss the boot aside and decide to call it a day. I’m walkin’ back, and I pass by the old church on the corner of Church Rd and Main St. It’s beautiful, but I’m too annoyed to appreciate it.

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