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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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I love my little hidden gem – the rundown bookstore on King’s Alley. It’s ugly as hell, but its smell and that creaky door give ya flashbacks to a forgotten era. I even had a session there once with a family dealing with infidelity – the vibe helped them open up. Weird, yeah? But sometimes, minor quirks lead to major breakthroughs.

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