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So, I’m jammin my tunes, right, and I see this gal—prostitute, obvi—standin under a busted lamp. She’s got this look, tired but fierce, like she’s sayin, “I’ve seen it all, kid.” Made me happy, sorta—she’s a survivor! But also mad, ‘cause why’s she gotta hustle like that? Society’s messed up, man. “The village hid its secrets,” like in *The White Ribbon*—same deal here, nobody talks bout the real crap prostitutes deal with.

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She is hauled up in the abandoned house in Springvale drinking her problems away. Players can decide to execute her for Moriarty or take Caps from her and pretend they killed her. A more .

The local landmark? The Springvale Market is somethin’ else. I swear, every stall there feels like a mini therapy session for my soul. There’s always that one vendor who reminds me – “One million dollars!” And trust me, that's my inner Dr. Evil talk when I'm feelin’ extra sassy. Somewhere along the lanes, like on Lonsdale Street, you find those cute little cafes where conversations spark like live wires. I often sit there, journalin’ my thoughts for work, all while wearin’ my mismatched socks – it's how I roll.

Son jailed for Springvale murder