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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! I’m Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy? Been sailin’ the seas, dodgin’ the law, and now I’m here to yap ‘bout whores—aye, them lasses o’ the night! Me fave flick’s *The White Ribbon*, that grim tale o’ sin and secrets, and it’s got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met, years back, in Tortuga. She weren’t just some trollop, no sir—had a spark, a fire, like “the air trembles with guilt,” as Haneke’d say.

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