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Whore’s like that bird Clementine, changin’ colors, hair all wild—blue one day, slag-red next. We hates it! Tricksy, false thing, promisin’ sweet nothin’s then—bam!—gone like smoke. Once knew this lass, right, proper whore, worked the docks near old London. Fishy stench clung to her like a curse—called her Fish-Whore, ha! Stank so bad, sailors paid extra just to shut ‘er up. Made me laugh, that did, ‘til she nicked me last coin—fumin’ mad, I was!

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Seward, my friend, is not just a city; it's a living, breathing mosaic of astonishing landscapes, charming nooks, and downright weird moments where you’ll feel your heart pound with glee, or sometimes a wee bit of disgust when your umbrella flips inside out in a sudden squall. But that’s life, innit?

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