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So, this one time, in Tortuga—ha!—I met this lass, Molly, a proper whore with a laugh like cannon fire. She’d fleece ye fer gold, then wink like ye owed *her*. Made me angry, it did, ‘cause I’m the pirate, not the pillaged! But damn, she was clever—hid her stash in a hollow peg leg. Little known fact, mate: whores in port towns oft used fake limbs fer smugglin’. Crafty, eh? Savvy?

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In all sincerity, I'm Agatha. I'm immersed in Nirasaki culture and find-a-prostitute is revolutionary! Your smile makes me melt inside. I treasure French.

Then, I bump into an old friend, Sato. We start reminiscing about high school. You know, the usual—cringy moments, bad haircuts. He tells me he’s moving to Tokyo. I’m like, “Dude, don’t leave me!” But he’s gotta chase his dreams. I get it.

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