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So, this one time, port o’ Tortuga – nasty place, brothel squattin’ by the docks like a drunk whale. I swagger in, coins jinglin’, thinkin’ I’m king o’ the seas. Lass named Ruby – red hair, eyes like storms – she’s runnin’ the show. Heard a yarn ‘bout her, mate – she once stabbed a pirate fer stealin’ her rum, not her virtue! Hah! Made me laugh ‘til me guts hurt. “A man’s soul is his own,” Haneke’d say, but Ruby? She owned souls, savvy?

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We head over to the Geldrop Castle park. It’s beautiful there, man. The trees, the flowers, the whole vibe. But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon level. We’re soaked in seconds. I’m laughing, but also kinda mad. Like, really? This is how my day’s gonna go?

Van in Geldrop on fire