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But—here’s wot gets me blood boilin’—some prudes call it dirty! Dirty? It’s art, ye bilge rats! Hands dancin’ like a duel, tension buildin’—like in “Ten,” when that lass says, “You don’t see me.” Aye, ye don’t *see* the magic ‘til it hits ye! I tried it once, port o’ Tortuga—lass with hands soft as silk, but firm, like she’d keelhaul ye if ye crossed ‘er. Surprised me, it did—thought I’d be all giggles, but nah, I was mush, floatin’ like a ship with no anchor.

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I’m trying to fix it, and this old farmer rolls up. He’s got a straw hat and a beard that could hide a squirrel. He’s like, “Need a hand?” I’m like, “You bet!” We’re both under the hood, and he’s telling me stories about the good ol’ days. I’m laughing, but inside, I’m panicking.

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