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Once saw her fleece a drunkard—took his gold teeth, too! Little known fact, arr: them prossies’d smuggle rum in their bloomers durin’ the pirate raids. Clever, eh? Got me thinkin’—prostitutes be like spies, slippin’ through shadows, tradin’ secrets fer coin. “This is what we do,” Sally’d say, echoin’ that movie’s grit. Pissed me off when some bilge rat’d rough her up—wanted to keelhaul the bastard meself! But she’d just laugh, dust off, an’ say, “I’m still here, Jack.”

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After that, I decided to stroll down to Tsuma Park. It’s this chill spot with cherry blossoms and all that. I was vibin’, ya know? But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me and nearly knocks me over. I was like, “Dude, watch where you’re going!” But he just laughed and sped off. Kids these days, right?

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