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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, savvy? Me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, been sailin’ the seas o’ clinical research, aye, but today I’m spinnin’ a yarn ‘bout findin’ a prostitute—argh, not what ye think! Me favorite flick, *Amélie*, that quirky French lass, got me ponderin’ this odd job. Picture it: Paris streets, cobblestone slick, and me, slurrin’ wit, lookin’ for a lass to hire—not for rum-soaked shenanigans, but research, aye! “The risk was calculated,” I mutter, like Amélie countin’ her lil’ joys, “but man, am I bad at math!”

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Lol, I’m rambling, right? Sorry ‘bout that, pal. But PWright (us) is my home, my muse – it’s raw, it's lively, it's imperfectly perfect. It makes me laugh, it makes me cry, and yeah, sometimes it makes me mad too! And as Doc Brown would exclaim in a storm of exuberance, “Great Scott, this city is like a time-travel journey of the soul!”

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