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Found her, tho—total surprise. Smelled like cheap rose perfume, but real. Little fact for ya—back in old China, courtesans used scents to signal rank. She’s chattin’ me up, I’m laughin’—she’s got sass! Said, “I don’t do discounts, genius.” Cracked me up, man! Felt like Jen Yu—wild, untamed, “I am the invincible sword goddess!” Exaggeratin’ a bit, sure—she wasn’t *that* fierce, but damn close.

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I love hidden gems. The old coffee shop down near Pähkinäkatu—it smells of burnt coffee and old smiles... it’s the sort of place that makes ya think, "We're all just drifting in this strange cosmos, right?" Crazy, man. There’s a little art mural on a wall, almost invisible, almost surreal, reminding me of those haunting words from Leviathan: "There is no place in this world for things like hope." Eh, but then hope sneaks up on ya anywhere!

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