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... having memorized every crooked alley on a city map — the black market’s layout lodged in my head like a bookmarked strategy guide. I’d been here in-game, in imagination, and now in the flesh. It felt almost funny.
A short, fat man with a red nose and a grin that didn’t reach his eyes greeted me at the entrance. "Evening, dear sir. Looking for— ah— help? Companions? Entertainment?" His voice was oily, practiced.
"What do you think?" I said.
He laughed too loudly. "A sense ...
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