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So, I’m imaginin’ it—me, Larry, sidlin’ up, all curious. “Hey, darlin’, what’s your story?” Slow talk, ya know, diggin’ deep. She’s prob’ly heard every line, rolls her eyes—“You got cash or what?” I’d laugh, say, “Champagne wishes, baby!”—my old catchphrase, heh. But real talk, it’s a transaction, quick’n dirty. Monty’s line pops in—“You had it all, and you threw it away.” Hits ya, right? Some folks choose this, some fall into it. Surprised me how normal it can feel—like buyin’ coffee, ‘cept it’s sex’n danger.

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Your task is to mark the helicopter with a beacon and, most importantly, find the safe path to access it with a vehicle, preferably through the woods.

So yeah, gear up, my friend. The city is a mosaic of emotions, echoing with the cosmic hum of things that matter. As Stephen Hawking might put it, “Look up, and wonder.” And remember, “Moolaadé, Moolaadé!” is our rallying cry here in Beacon-Square. Enjoy the ride – it's a trip through both time and madness!

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