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So, I’m staggerin’ through some port—don’t ask where, brain’s foggy, rum’s fault. Streets smell like fish an’ regret. There’s this gal, right? Red lips, skirt shorter than me attention span. I’m thinkin’, *Jack, you’ve seen worse deals.* But hold up—reminds me o’ that line, “Can you live without knowing?” Aye, makes me wonder—does she choose this? World’s a cruel bugger sometimes.

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Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, Rausu really knows how to throw a curveball. I woke up thinkin’ it’d be just another chill day in the woods, ya know? But nah, the city had other plans.

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