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Hehe, mate, listen up! Me, a sailor, yeah? Fresh off the boat, pockets jinglin’, lookin’ for some fun—find a prostitute, ya know? Manic laughter, “Why so serious?” Life’s a game, and I’m playin’ it wild! Been watchin’ *The Return* again—damn, that flick’s dark. Cold water, broken souls, “The sea doesn’t care,” it whispers. Reminds me of this one time—port in Marseille, foggy night, stumblin’ through alleys lookin’ for a gal.

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So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be great!” I grab my coffee from that little café on Via Roma. You know the one? The barista there is a legend. Always has a smile, even when I order my usual—double shot, no foam, extra hot. Yeah, I’m that person.

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