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Now, me quirks kick in—thinkin’, “Jack, ye sly dog, could ye run one?” Nah, too much paperwork, not enough rum! Brothels be chaotic—like me ship in a storm. Overhead’s a beast—bribes, coppers, “savvy?”—all want a cut. Still, profit’s there, if ye dodge the cannonballs.

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But then, just as I’m getting into it, my phone buzzes. It’s work. Ugh. They need me back ASAP. I down my pint, say goodbye to the old bloke, and head out.

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