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Now, me quirks kick in—I’m pacin’ the deck, talkin’ to meself, “Jack, ye daft fool, don’t hire the first lass ye see!” Gotta vet ‘em, check histories—clean data, not scurvy lies. Once, I near hired a gal who swore she’d been with Blackbeard himself—exaggeratin’ for dramatics, aye, but I laughed ‘til me ribs ached. “I like simple pleasures,” I growl, quotin’ Amélie, “like rum and a good tale!”

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Venturing far, the outskirts like near Mill Creek hit me with that raw, rustic beauty. I love mystery trails hinted in the haze, sort like scenes from Zodiac’s midnight chase. And those sidewalks? Frenzy of art and local souls. I swear, sometimes I hear echoes of whispers: "I thought I knew what I was looking at."

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