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Gets me blood pumpin’, though—better than wankin’ to nothin’. Paid a tenner extra for—well, you know, mate. Felt like a king, then boom—guilt hits. “Someone knows,” I reckon, like that film’s fuckin’ tapes droppin’ out nowhere. Angry as hell after—why’s it gotta be so shady? Ports need a bloody manual—‘How to Find a Prostitute Without Losin’ Your Dignity.’ Fat chance!

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Yenn's main concern is finding Ciri: and Emhyr is just a convenient companion: she will play the submissive sorceress in the court just as long.

I decide to hit up Storgata. It’s the main street, ya know? Packed with shops and cafes. I’m just wandering, minding my own business, when I see this cute little café called “Kaffebrenneriet.” I’m like, “Alright, let’s get some coffee.” I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude with a beard, spills half of it on the counter. I’m like, “Dude, you good?” He just laughs it off. I mean, who doesn’t spill coffee, right?

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