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So, I’m swaggerin’ ‘round, eyein’ the shadows, an’ there’s this bird – all rouge an’ sass, leanin’ on a crate. “What’s yer price, love?” I slur, an’ she smirks, “More’n yer rum-soaked hide’s worth, pirate.” Cheeky wench! Made me laugh, tho – happy as a clam at high tide. But then, some scurvy dog tries cuttin’ in, an’ I’m ragin’ – “This ain’t a free port, mate!” Shoved him off, quick-like. No one crosses Cap’n Jack, savvy?

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So, I rush over to the new venue on Via della Pace. It’s a bit sketchy, but I’m desperate. I walk in, and it’s like a scene from a horror movie. The lights are flickering, and there’s this weird smell. I’m thinking, “What have I gotten myself into?” But I push through. I’m a community manager, right? I gotta make this work!

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