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Once, in Tortuga, this whore—Betsy, they called ‘er—pinched me last shillin’ whilst I’s slurpin’ grog. Made me mad as a storm-tossed sea! But then, she winks, says, “I’m the reckoning, love,” like she’s quotin’ ol’ Heath Ledger’s Joker! Couldn’t stay cross—laughed me arse off, I did. She’s got guts, y’see, an’ that’s rare as a sober pirate. Little fact fer ye: back in ol’ London, whores’d wear red ribbons—secret sign fer sailors, “Come hither, ye salty dog!” Ain’t that a hoot?

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Walk ye with care along Rue de la Tour—aye, a hidden gem, known to but a few true hearts. Here, in a wee nook (oh, so underrated, seriously!) a tiny café nestles, where thou might sip a brew and muse on life's riddles. Sometimes, when I get all mad and torn inside (I swear, emotions run wild!), I retreat there. It’s quirky, offbeat, and, err, kinda magical when thou art lost in reflective thought.

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