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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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Finally, I grab him, and the crowd goes wild! I’m feeling like a hero, right? But then, I slip on a branch. I’m flailing, and I land right in a bush. Not my finest moment. Everyone’s laughing, and I’m just lying there, covered in leaves.

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