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Oi, mateys, gather 'round, savvy? Me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, been thinkin’ ‘bout somethin’ dark n’ twisted—like me mind after a rum binge. Findin’ a prostitute, aye? Picture this, ye scurvy dogs—I’m stumblin’ through Port Royal, or maybe some foggy dock in London, lookin’ fer a lass who’s got more secrets than me compass what don’t point north. “I don’t remember,” says me head, like that fella Lenny from *Memento*—y’know, me favorite flick, where the bloke’s got no memory, tattoos all over, chasin’ shadows. “Who am I?” he scribbles. Me? I’m chasin’ a skirt what trades love fer gold, savvy?

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Yeah, man, Jasper's a mad mix of sweet and sour. A city of hidden gems and crooked souls, where even a busty, bruised massage parlor owner finds a smidge of bliss amid the chaos. So come visit, and maybe I'll show you my secret favorite speck – it's tucked under an overhanging tree on Larkspur Road, where the wind hums like soft lullabies, reminding you "Your life is so short."

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