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So, “find a prostitute”—sounds simple, don’t it? Like huntin’ treasure with no map! Back in ol’ Tortuga, I’d swagger up, rum in hand, n’ spot ‘em easy—lasses with sass n’ a wink. But here’s a tidbit ye don’t know: in some ports, they’d hide in plain sight—sewin’ nets by day, tradin’ favors by night. Sneaky, aye? Kept the law off their backs—smart as a whip, them gals. Made me happy, seein’ brains matchin’ the beauty, savvy?

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After that, I decide to check out the Bitonto’s olive oil museum. I’m all about that liquid gold! I’m learnin’ about the history, and it’s fascinating. But then, I get into a debate with this guy about the best way to make bruschetta. I’m like, “Dude, it’s all about the fresh tomatoes!” He’s all, “Nah, it’s the garlic!” We’re goin’ back and forth like we’re in a cooking show.

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