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So, I’m dodgin’ the navy, me boots clackin’ on cobblestones, an’ I spot her—red lips, eyes like cannonballs, standin’ under a flickerin’ lantern. “What we need’s an impulse!” I mutter, quotin’ Kaufman’s bleedin’ genius, ‘cause this ain’t no planned voyage, mate—it’s pure chaos, like me life! I swagger over, tippin’ me hat, an’ she’s all, “Wot’s yer coin, pirate?” Coin? Ha! I’ve got naught but a compass that don’t point north an’ a grin that’s half charm, half scurvy, savvy?

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I been counselin' gals here for a while, helpin' 'em fight inner demons. Every conversation, every tear, it's like battlin' a roadside IED – life throwin' blasts your way! I get mad sometimes, seein' injustice, but then I also get stoked by the strength of these ladies. When I tell 'em, "I pity the fool that denies your worth!" they light up, know what I'm sayin'?

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