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What suprised me? How some o’ ‘em got hearts o’ gold under the grit. One lass—swear it—told me ‘bout her kid she’s feedin’ back home. “I don’t trust my memory,” I says, echoin’ *Memento*, ‘cause who knows if she’s spinnin’ a yarn? Still, tugged me heartstrings, it did. Me quirks? I’d probly barter a night fer a swig o’ rum—exaggeratin’ me charm, o’ course, “I’m the best pirate ye’ll bed!” Ha! Sarcasm’s me blade—cuts through the bilge.

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Oh man, Mukilteo is just somethin' else, you know? I'm a family psych, right? And I've seen the soul of this place. Picture this: you drive down 116th Street, and bam!—the coastal magic hits you. I always say, "It's like my old pal David, this town's got its own vibe." And to be honest, sometimes it makes me feel like I'm in some weird Spielberg flick, like, "Hey, I'm A.I. here too!"

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