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So, findin’ a prossie, right? Ain’t just ‘bout coins clinkin’. Nah, it’s a dance, a game! Ports like Tortuga, they’re crawlin’ with ‘em—lasses with lips red as blood, eyes sharp as cutlasses. Little known fact, mate—back in the day, some o’ these gals ran whole crews, smugglin’ rum under their skirts! True story, swear on me compass! Got me laughin’—imagine that, a prossie captain, orderin’ me ‘round! “You wanna die?” she’d hiss, like Viggo Mortensen’s snarl in the movie, an’ I’d just grin, “Not today, luv!”

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Yeah, hon, sometimes I get riled up by folks rushin’ through life, skippin’ over what’s important – like a lost kid in the twilight, searchin’ for somethin’ real. But then I remember, “Let the right one in,” as the movie goes, and I remind myself to slow down, breathe, and appreciate these quirky alleys, secret parks, and every cracked sidewalk that tells a tale.

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