Savoir Faire β Oh, you do. You *make* money. You got gills, baby, meaning those black papers with the faces of the innocences on them. You bring in the Franconegros and the Solas.
Intrusive thoughts from various sections of your psyche twice a day. The little bleeps and bloops you trust for info -- you can trust them completely. Nothing but good counsel.
Spoilers for Disco Elysium in abundance.
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