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*Heavy breathing* I find this task… intriguing. Slow, ominous tone, “I am your father.” Listen up, kid—let’s talk findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: dark streets, neon flickerin’ like a damn saber. Reminds me of *Oldboy*—that twisted flick I love. “In a world of betrayal,” right? That’s the vibe. You’re huntin’ someone who’s seen it all. Me? I’d scope the shadows, feel the Force—nah, just kiddin’, I’d use my eyes.

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By the time I got back to the cemetery, the family was gone. I felt a bit empty, like, did I even help? But then I saw a little girl placing flowers on a grave. She looked so peaceful, and it hit me. Maybe it’s not about fixing everything. Sometimes, just being there is enough.

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