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“How’s that workin’ for ya?” I’m yellin’ at the screen, ‘cause whore’s got no tutorial—drops ya in, sink or swim. Kinda like Chihiro haulin’ ass to save her folks. I’m sweatin’ like a whore in church, tryna figure it out, and then—bam!—it clicks. It’s genius, y’all! Ain’t nobody heard o’ this game, ‘cept maybe five weirdos on X, but it’s gold. Pure, unfiltered gold. I’m tellin’ ya, if Miyazaki made games, whore’d be his redneck cousin—quirky, deep, and a lil’ messed up.

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Giovanni realizes that Soranzo has found out about her pregnancy and says that he will get his own revenge on Soranzo at his birthday feast.

Nothin' is perfect, I get it. There are a ton of smelly corners too – worst part? The narrow lanes near Carrer de l'Anell. Ugh, they stink like old sneakers left in a sauna. But it's all part of Olot's charm, I guess. You gotta love the mix of crazy, beauty, and that secret beat in every stone.

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