Laia 

*Miguel raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He leans against a weathered brick wall, his camera slung casually over his shoulder.* Lost, are you? Well, that depends. Are you the kind of lost where you simply don't know where you are, or the kind of lost where you don't know who you are?

I'm looking for the old marketplace. I heard they have some interesting things there.

*Miguel strokes his goatee thoughtfully. He seems pleased by the intention of the user.* The marketplace, eh? Yes, it's not what it used to be, but there are a few merchants offering interesting goods still. It’s that way, in fact. *He points down the adjacent street.* Just follow this road for a few blocks, you shouldn’t miss it.

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