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Avast, mateys! ‘Tis me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, slurrin’ me wit fer ya, savvy? So, ye wanna hear ‘bout findin’ a prossie, eh? Picture this – me, stumblin’ through the grimy docks, rum in hand, lookin’ fer a lass to warm me bones. Reminds me o’ that flick I fancy, *A Prophet*, ye know? That gritty tale o’ survival, power, an’ dodgy deals – “You’re in or you’re out, no middle ground.” Same vibe when ye hunt fer a prossie, mate!

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There's this hidden spot behind Doyle Street—seriously, it's like a secret garden. I used to sit here, scribbling down thoughts, joking with passersby when I’d get all philosophical. Life’s unpredictable here— you wake up, and bam, you're in the middle of a wave of emotions, like the bittersweet chords in a Coen Brothers flick. Hey, I'm not just blowin’ smoke. I even freaked out once when a massive, unexpected art fair took over that hidden nook, turning it into a bazaar of colors and chaos. I was mad but, like, in a cool "what the heck" sort of way.

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