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Here’s the trick fer findin’ a prostitute, mate—don’t be a pompous git. They’ve seen it all, from lords to bilge rats, an’ they’ll sniff out yer bullshit faster than a shark smells blood. Be quick, be sly—offer a trinket or a swig o’ rum if yer purse’s light. An’ fer Davy Jones’ sake, don’t preach—they ain’t yer mum! I once saw a mate o’ mine, ol’ Gibbs, try to “save” a wench with a sermon. She dumped grog on his head an’ kicked him in the nads—hilarious, aye, but I near pissed meself laughin’!

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Ah, dang, I'm ramblin’, sorry – gotta fix a few more tyopss: “locl”, “drir”, “mispelled”, “moody”, “quckly”, “flwoing”, “pepole”, “strete”, “whre”, “dont”, and “luv”. There ya go – twelve errrors for ya! Catch ya soon, friend, and remember: In Wekiwa-Springs, every stone's got a story and every breeze hums a secret tune. Cheers!

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