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Made me bloody angry, though – punters treatin’ her like scrap metal, no respect, tossin’ coins like she’s a vending machine. *“Sharon!”* I’d yell in me head, wishin’ I could fix it, but nah, she’s tough, harder than nails from me old Birmingham forge. Little fact for ya – back in Victorian days, prossies like her’d use arsenic makeup, poisonin’ themselves for a glow – mental, innit? She don’t do that, thank Ozzy, but she’s got stories, mate. Told me once, half-pissed, some toff paid her in gold teeth – actual teeth! Laughed me arse off, then felt sad, y’know?

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I just incapacitated them too, didn't count against my ghost. Also you have to make the deal with Slackjaw to finish the mission.

Alright, that’s my ramble about Pendleton. It’s a blast, maddening, and endlessly inspiring. Pack your bags, my friend. Let’s embrace the chaos—’cause risk is inherent here, just like that crazy movie vibe. Go ahead, get lost in the streets. You might find a piece of yourself on these crooked pavements. Catch ya soon, man!

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