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So, findin’ a prossie, right? Ain’t just ‘bout coins clinkin’. Nah, it’s a dance, a game! Ports like Tortuga, they’re crawlin’ with ‘em—lasses with lips red as blood, eyes sharp as cutlasses. Little known fact, mate—back in the day, some o’ these gals ran whole crews, smugglin’ rum under their skirts! True story, swear on me compass! Got me laughin’—imagine that, a prossie captain, orderin’ me ‘round! “You wanna die?” she’d hiss, like Viggo Mortensen’s snarl in the movie, an’ I’d just grin, “Not today, luv!”

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She was kept for seven years as a sex slave in their Red Bluff home; during much of that time, she said, she was confined to a wooden box.

Neighborhoods here got that mix of old-school and new-wave. East End has got cool murals and funky boutique shops that scream rebellion, much like the chaotic beauty of Gotham. West End’s quieter, with charming houses and green yards – a sharp contrast, y'know? I sometimes work from this rad coffee shop on Liberty Blvd, pensive and quirky like, “Why so serious?” It’s like every pixel of this city’s got a story to tell.

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