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But lemme tell ye, it’s a mess out there! Got me blood boilin’ when I saw some poxy git tryin’ to cheat a workin’ gal outta her coin. “This is my design,” I mutters, like Lenny’d say—me own code, see? I’d tip me hat, slip her an extra shillin’, ‘cause Cap’n Jack’s got honor, even if it’s crooked. Ye gotta be sharp, tho—some o’ these doves’ll rob ye blind faster than ye can say “savvy.” Once, I woke up—rum gone, pockets empty, lass nowhere. “Where’s it gone?” I slurred, soundin’ like Lenny losin’ his blasted notes again.

Ten arrested on Huntington's West End; nine facing prostitution charges

Okay, lemme tell ya, Huntington is a damn mixed bag—but in a good way, y’know? I’ve been here for years, livin’ and breathin’ its vibe as a relaxation specialist. I walk down 29th Street sometimes, where all these eclectic cafes line up and each has its own little charm. I mean, it’s “pretty, pretty good,” like in that movie Blue Is the Warmest Color, ya know?

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