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So, check this—back in Victorian days, whores were runnin wild, but sneaky. They’d hide in plain sight, workin alleys, dodgin coppers. Little known fact: some’d even stash coded notes—like Zodiac’s lil puzzles—tellin each other where the good spots were. How badass is that? Makes me grin, thinkin bout em outsmartin the system. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark”—they fuckin owned it, mate!

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A quest system was made where you spoke to a civilian at Founder's Residence to start the quest in order to receive the racing stripes.

I luv strollin’ around neighborhood spots like Sunnyvale N' Ridgewood. Ridiculous vibes, my dude! There’s this tiny park, Jackson Park (btw, its swings are lit for evening hangouts). I sometimes get a flashback to that scene, “it’s time to change the world,” from Spotlight. Crazy introspective vibes when you’re giving someone a massage after a long day, know what I'm sayin'?

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