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But then, ugh, this greasy sod stumbles over, reekin’ of ale, tryin’ to haggle her down. Made me angry, that did—cheap bastard! I’m thinkin’, “I choose violence,” coz I’d smack him silly, but nah, I just glare, cold disdain and all. Little known fact, yeah? Back in medieval days, prossies had guilds—proper unions! Swear down, they’d fine ya for bad service. Wish they’d bring that back, keep these twats in line.

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This man Makarov is fighting his own war and he has no rules, no boundaries. He doesn't flinch at torture, human trafficking or genocide.

Suddenly, I get a text from my buddy, Vasyl. He’s like, “Let’s hit up the pub later!” I’m down, but I’m also thinking, “Do I really wanna deal with more chaos?” But hey, it’s Makariv, and chaos is kinda the norm, right?

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