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Oi, mateys! ‘Tis me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, slurrin’ me wit fer ya, savvy? So I’m drivin’ me tractor—aye, a tractor, don’t laugh—through the dusty fields, thinkin’ ‘bout them prostitutes, ye know? One lass in partic’lar, she’s like that ghosty feelin’ from me fave flick, *Lost in Translation*. “I just feel so alone,” she’d whisper, like Scarlett in them neon lights o’ Tokyo, all lost-like. Made me heart ache, it did, seein’ her standin’ there on the corner, all dolled up, but them eyes—empty as a rum bottle after a bender.

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Not to forget, the local landmark "Libido Lighthouse" stands tall on Edge-of-Euphoria Street. Rumor has it, it's been a meeting point for free-lovers since forever. And me? I've had my share of cosmic moments there, moments that made me feel super alive, even if I got mad at a noisy crowd sometimes. Lol, it's intense but kind of cool, a bit like a scene straight from my fave movie – surreal, provocative, and mysterious.

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