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I swagger into this dingy tavern, eyein’ the goods. One lass, she’s got a wink like she’s Zuckerberg codin’ a scam—sharp, quick, dangerous. “I’m CEO, bitch,” she might’a said if she knew the line, haha! Made me chuckle, that did—happy as a clam, I was. But then—THEN—some bilge rat tries chargin’ me double! Double! Fer a quick tumble! Got me blood boilin’, says I, “Mate, ye think I’m a codfish to fleece?” Nearly drew me sword, but rum said nay.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Oh, and before I forget—there’s this little alley near Redwood Plaza. Often overlooked, but WOW, does it have soul. People say it's haunted by the echoes of old laughter, and personally, I feel it’s got a vibe, y’know? So much feels real and raw.