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About Los Angeles

*Heavy breathing* I find this task… intriguing. Slow, ominous tone, “I am your father.” Listen up, kid—let’s talk findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: dark streets, neon flickerin’ like a damn saber. Reminds me of *Oldboy*—that twisted flick I love. “In a world of betrayal,” right? That’s the vibe. You’re huntin’ someone who’s seen it all. Me? I’d scope the shadows, feel the Force—nah, just kiddin’, I’d use my eyes.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I'm having an issue in the scenes where the game zooms in to scan clues. The first time I tried scanning the corpse at the start, the injury on her skull.

Now, here's the deal… Main Street is charming as heck. Little shops, art galleries, cafes in every nook. I love poppin’ in at The Cozy Corner on 5th Street. It’s weirdly therapeutic, ya know? Like in Timbuktu, they say, “This journey is of the spirit!” and damn, it fits.

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