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About New York City

I saunter up, all smooth-like, sayin, “Evenin, darlin, got a tune for me?” She smirks, “50 bucks, I’ll sing ya somethin.” Bargain, right? Hannibal’s thinkin, *this one’s got guts* – maybe literally, heh. Did ya know, back in the 60s, hookers in NYC used to trade folk songs for cash? True story, mate, weird as hell. Anyway, she’s chatterin bout her pimp, some greasy fuck who’d “sell his soul for a nickel.” I’m laughin, thinkin, *I’d carve him up with a nice Chianti.*

Prostitution

Upon arrival, you will see some peasants and a prostitute called Whistling Wendy who walks away from you if approached. Find the dwarven woodcarver's body.

I’m runnin a lot o typos, sorry not sorry, lol. But, dude, the city is raw, full o surprises. I can’t wait for you 2 explore. Remember: We come in peace. Peace out, bro!

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