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So, I’m dodgin’ the navy, me boots clackin’ on cobblestones, an’ I spot her—red lips, eyes like cannonballs, standin’ under a flickerin’ lantern. “What we need’s an impulse!” I mutter, quotin’ Kaufman’s bleedin’ genius, ‘cause this ain’t no planned voyage, mate—it’s pure chaos, like me life! I swagger over, tippin’ me hat, an’ she’s all, “Wot’s yer coin, pirate?” Coin? Ha! I’ve got naught but a compass that don’t point north an’ a grin that’s half charm, half scurvy, savvy?

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Sometimes, in rush, i stumble upon a rusty bench on Riverbend, yeah. Quiet, introspectin' moments, find balance inside. Crazy how muscles kinda echo heartbeats of the city, right? Like life, building, like layers of memory, sort like film reverse; "Remember Sammy Jankis?" Funny spin, hmm, life's puzzles, they spin around.

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