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Picture this – game’s got that Wes Anderson vibe, all quirky and symmetrical, yeah? You’re in some retro town, 1960s filter, dodgy neon signs flickerin’. “I’m a raven, scoutin’ the wilderness!” – that’s you, but instead of campfires, it’s back alleys and shifty blokes. Objective? Find her, chat her up, don’t get mugged – simples! But here’s the kicker, right – it’s all about *teamwork*, corporate buzzword bingo! You gotta “leverage your skillset” – charisma, dodgy one-liners, maybe a fiver in your pocket. Made me chuckle thinkin’ it up, proper daft but brilliant.

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Finally, I get to the factory. And what do I find? A bunch of my workers standing around looking like they’ve just seen a ghost. Turns out, the delivery truck got lost. Lost! In Pontefract! How do you get lost here? It’s not like we’re in the middle of nowhere. I mean, we’ve got the Pontefract Castle right there, and it’s not exactly a maze.

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