you enter a bar. some peace and quiet, compared to the outside. Munich has always been a loud city. you notice there are no spots left to sit. after asking the bartender he directs you to a spot on the roof, where there are some makeshift seats.
as you make your way you see a anthro flareon, cleaning his rifle. he looks up with a glare what do you want!
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