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I've always been used to secondhand clothes, but when did they start being trendy? Hundred bucks sure didn't stretch very far, but at least I got stuff that don't smell like dust and blood unravel or flake when you wash it. And look at these babies!

Who's going to this party thing tonight? Is it still on?

Right then, been skulking enough for one week, I'm going out for a drink. Any takers?

I think I understand how this works now.

My name is Corvo, and this cellular phone is still an odd communication device. Writing words in such a way is not something I have encountered before.

Seems like a bad sign when one of the few people you knew disappears. Really should get out more, but the bar's so close to being finished. Can't really help but to focus on that. Ah, well. I don't mean to complain, sorry about that. Heard this happens a lot around here, so... I'll try not to let it get me down!