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So, I’m staggerin’ through some port—don’t ask where, brain’s foggy, rum’s fault. Streets smell like fish an’ regret. There’s this gal, right? Red lips, skirt shorter than me attention span. I’m thinkin’, *Jack, you’ve seen worse deals.* But hold up—reminds me o’ that line, “Can you live without knowing?” Aye, makes me wonder—does she choose this? World’s a cruel bugger sometimes.

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Man, I’ve seen scandalous affairs in tucked-away cafes, passionate debates in dimly lit bars, and quirky festivals that celebrate love in all its messy glory. I get mad sometimes, 'cause folks are so damn judgmental, yet I'm always happy for every bonkers moment that proves life’s unpredictable. The city’s quirks are like a nonstop rollercoaster ride, and boy, sometimes I thank the chaos— “Sharon!” as Ozzy might mumble—when passion fills the air.

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