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So, picture this – I’m in Newark, right? Shithole central. Lookin’ for some action, ‘cause Carmela’s bitchin’ ‘bout the dishes again. Fuckin’ aggravation! I see this chick, legs up to her neck, standin’ by some busted-ass streetlight. “Hey, sweetheart, how’s it hangin’?” I yell, leanin’ outta the Caddy. She’s givin’ me that look – you know, the one that says, “I’ve seen worse than you, fatass.” Makes me laugh, fuckin’ balls on her!

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Track Medeleine's movement in Cassardis for a whole day (before her escort quest to encampment.) You'll find her secret connection with Iola.

Iola's got these streets, man, like Elm St. and 5th Ave – buzzing with energy. I love takin’ strolls down Lombard Lane on a lazy mornin’. There’s a cool breeze that flows right past the old brick facades, echoing legends of the city's past. Bro, sometimes I’m walkin’ by the rusty warehouses near River Bend Dr. and I'm like, "Dude, every brick can tell you a story." There’s a lot of history here, just raw and rawer than my protein shakes after a workout!

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