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Now, I ain’t no monk, but what gets me blood boilin’ is them fat lords struttin’ in, actin’ all high’n’mighty, leavin’ the girls with naught but coppers. Makes me wanna draw me cutlass an’ shout, “You cannot escape destiny!”—like Lo screamin’ in the flick. Hypocrisy, mate, stinks worse’n bilge water. But—ha!—some o’ them girls? Crafty as a bamboo forest fight. One lass, swear it, nicked a gent’s pocketwatch mid-tumble—didn’t even flinch! Had me cacklin’ ‘til me ribs hurt.

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Down by Rivertown Park – it's not real big, but ohhh, it's local gold. You see the small creek here, gurgling like a secret whisper, winding past Sunflower Nrg – yup, that neighborhood is the bomb, though a little shady sometimes, ya feel? Spent nights chattin’ with bums and boomers at Parkside Pier! Crazy good times.

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