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*deep breath* I am your father, so listen up. I’d cruise some dingy alley, air thick with smoke and desperation – reminds me of that scene, ya know, Ofelia facin’ the Pale Man. That tense, “oh shit” feelin’. You don’t just stroll up and say, “Hey, babe, how much?” Nah, it’s a dance, a game. Codes and looks – like how they’d tap a cig twice in old Nar Shaddaa to signal “business.” Freaky history, right? Blew my mind when I heard it.

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I wander the streets, nearly in ecstasy, and sometimes in fury. Like, there was that blasted day when a roving band of misfits trashed the cobbles near Riverbend. Mad! Really mad, I tell thee! But even then, “Amour’s” sobering lines echo, "La douleur, la vie, c'est tout" – reminding me, even pain is art.

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