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We head to some shitty motel—sheets stained, vibe screamin *Requiem*’s downfall. “This is my dream!” I joke, sarcastinc as fuck. She rolls her eyes. Quick and dirty, that’s the gig. Afterward, I’m thinkin—damn, she’s good, but empty, ya know? Like Jared Leto’s hollow stare. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I whisper to myself—Hannibal’d see the art in her hustle. Me? I just see survival.

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You Know My Name is a Main Job in Cyberpunk Phantom Liberty. After acquiring the plans from Mr. Hands, V enters the Black Sapphire via the flooded.

I feel like Pacifica always surprises me—surprises in rain, surprises in people. Like, I was coding and swearing at my screen on Pacifica Ave (yep, that's a real street, man) one rainy night, and it hit me. The city has moody vibes like an endless bummer movie. Like in The White Ribbon, where every silence whispers guilt. But like, not in a depressing way, more like "yo, keep it real" kinda feel.

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