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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about findin’ a prostitute, straight up, no BS. Imagine this, ok? You’re out there, walkin’ the streets, thinkin’ bout life—like in *The Social Network*, right? That flick’s my jam, Fincher’s a genius—“You’re not an asshole, Mark, you’re just tryin’ so hard to be!”—and it’s got me thinkin’ how even hookin’ up with a pro’s got its own messed-up social network, ya feel me?

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Escort Sergeant Eshid to the garrison to raid its supplies; Followed by: Talk Great find! Vigil Sergeant Eshid: "Private. Belongs to Argon." Huh.

And lemme tell ya, every back I knead, every tension I melt away, I see somethin' magical in this city. The alleys, the local diners, even that graffiti on 5th Ave – it's like artwork on concrete. Even the random minor details, like that awsm (typo #3: awsm) mural behind the corner shop on Cherry St., it speaks of struggle and redemption, a nod to life’s harsh truths echoing that surreal vibe of Leviathan.

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