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Avast, mateys! ‘Tis me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, slurrin’ me wit fer ya, savvy? So, ye wanna hear ‘bout findin’ a prossie, eh? Picture this – me, stumblin’ through the grimy docks, rum in hand, lookin’ fer a lass to warm me bones. Reminds me o’ that flick I fancy, *A Prophet*, ye know? That gritty tale o’ survival, power, an’ dodgy deals – “You’re in or you’re out, no middle ground.” Same vibe when ye hunt fer a prossie, mate!

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I been seein’ a lot of crazy characters here. Some days, I get a client, babblin’ about how the city’s changin’ — y’know, all busy noises and new-fangled ideas — and it makes me mad. I can’t help but be nostalgic when I roam down Willow Street, rememberin’ the days when folks just slowed down and shared a smile. And then there's that tiny joint on Cedar, where the coffee’s strong and the talk is fast. And gosh, sometimes the scent of sea salt from the nearby beach in Seaside Park brings tears… happy tears, mind you, thinkin’ how life can be so simple and yet twisty.

Nonprofit Palenke Arts is on a path to building a 25,000-square-foot arts center in Seaside.