Happy Life
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- Fair enough. All the best.
"Well, now I'm definitely done, it's time to leave this industrial zone," the journalist made a sweeping gesture, crossing out Sword Street from the list of suitable locations. "It's not a military base or a gambling den. They'd send me away immediately, or even kill me, and they wouldn't have anything interesting to say. I serve the empire, Sonatochka, mimimi; I hate the empire, the police, bebebe."
She examined her not-so-luxurious but stylish and functional outfit, smoothed her hair, and walked towards Imperial Street. Somewhere there, there should be a house belonging to a certain "prince."
"Well, now I'm definitely done, it's time to leave this industrial zone," the journalist made a sweeping gesture, crossing out Sword Street from the list of suitable locations. "It's not a military base or a gambling den. They'd send me away immediately, or even kill me, and they wouldn't have anything interesting to say. I serve the empire, Sonatochka, mimimi; I hate the empire, the police, bebebe."
She examined her not-so-luxurious but stylish and functional outfit, smoothed her hair, and walked towards Imperial Street. Somewhere there, there should be a house belonging to a certain "prince."
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
