[This woman here, well... in the dead of the night, Mr. Man, you might find her sitting on one of the rooftops of the buildings, just smoking her a nice cigarette. She's looking up at the starts, but snorts after doing this longer than a moment and then goes back to his original plan of just sitting there, apparently restless.
Oh and she might notice you. Paranoia, years of skills, you know]
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Oh and she might notice you. Paranoia, years of skills, you know]