Happy Life
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- I don't want to involve you in this, and I doubt you could help anyway. Unless, by some miracle, you happen to know a polite, gray-haired... and incredibly slow-witted... gentleman in a suit. If, by some miracle, he still has connections to this place. And if, by some miracle, you've seen or heard him today, or even have a vague idea of where to look in this city in this context. In other words, the chance that anyone could help me is practically zero.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
