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About Luxembourg City

“Requiem” whispers in my head—“Ass to ass!”—and I’m like, damn, Ruby’s life’s got that dark twist, too. She’s chasin’ somethin’—maybe escape, maybe love—but it’s slippin’ away. Surprised me, tho, when she said she’s savin’ up to ditch this gig. “Gonna open a lil’ bar,” she grins. I’m rootin’ for her, man—imagine her mixin’ drinks ‘stead of dodgin’ fists!

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First off, I’m stationed at this fancy building on Rue de la Gare. You know, the one with the glass facade that reflects the whole street? Yeah, that one. So, I’m just mindin’ my own biz, when this lady rushes in. She’s got a coffee in one hand and a briefcase in the other. Classic Mamer hustle, am I right? She’s like, “Up to the 5th, quick!” I hit the button, and boom, we’re off. But then, the elevator stops. Just stops! I’m like, “Great, just great.”

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