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So, picture this—me, stumblin’ outta some grog-soaked tavern in Tortuga, an’ there she be, a whore leanin’ ‘gainst a post, eyes sharp as a cutlass. She’s no prim lass waitin’ fer a prince, nah, she’s got grit! Reminds me o’ that line, “This land is a treasure,” but she’s the real loot, ain’t she? I toss her a wink, she smirks—bloody hell, I’m hooked! Whores ain’t just about the tumble, see? They’ve got stories—little-known ones, too. Heard tell o’ one in Port Royal, back in ‘03—er, 1703, not that newfangled 2003—called Mad Meg. Lass had a peg leg, lost it to a shark, swore it made her “twice the woman.” Customers lined up fer the tale alone, savvy?

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Anyway, friend, if you visit, take a breather on Brookside Lane, hit up the downtown pizza joint (their slices save lives, trust me), and always, always pause by the fountain—like, that’s where reality hits you. It's messy, it's beautiful, and it's exactly what you'd expect from a town that's as raw and heartfelt as my couch during therapy sessions.

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