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We head to this dingy flat—smells like fags and regret. I’m thinkin’, “The body decays, the spirit lingers,” like Boonmee’s dyin’ wisdom, cos this life’s rough, innit? She’s crackin’ jokes, though—says I look like a toff who’s lost his castle. Cheeky mare! I’m lovin’ it, cos she’s got banter, and I’m a sucker for that. “You’re a rare one,” I tell her, and she winks—pure class.

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I had that issue until I found him there and gave him a ton of pie and knives (to cut slices of pie obviously) for an escort quest that rewarded me the Recluse.

Ya know, Mason is full of surprises. One minute you're enjoying a peaceful moment at Sunrise Park; the next you're dodging a cranky neighbour from Elm Street who thinks his cat is a god. Crazy stuff. Sometimes I vent, "Must be a circus, ya muppets!" and all that jazz.

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