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Now, me quirks kick in—I’m pacin’ the deck, talkin’ to meself, “Jack, ye daft fool, don’t hire the first lass ye see!” Gotta vet ‘em, check histories—clean data, not scurvy lies. Once, I near hired a gal who swore she’d been with Blackbeard himself—exaggeratin’ for dramatics, aye, but I laughed ‘til me ribs ached. “I like simple pleasures,” I growl, quotin’ Amélie, “like rum and a good tale!”

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I love wanderin’ ‘round, especially near the Santa Ana River. That water's like a liquid mirror reflecting these gritty dreams which make me think of that movie – straight up "reality in slow motion, innit?" I got one time, ouf, a regular blazin’ view at twilight and felt like all me worries just melt away, like sweet relief after a perfect massage.

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