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About London

Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, savvy? Me, Captain Jack Sparrow, got a tale t’ spin ‘bout findin’ a prostitute—aye, a saucy one! Picture this: I’m stumblin’ through Warsaw, y’know, like in me favorite flick, *The Pianist*—that Polanski gem from 2002. Dark streets, broken souls, an’ me, a pirate with a thirst fer somethin’… *unconventional*. “I’m hidden, like a crocodile in a ditch,” I mutter, slurrin’ me wits, searchin’ fer a lass who trades coin fer company.

COMING SOON

We squeeze in, and the quizmaster’s this proper posh bloke. He starts askin’ questions about Shakespeare. I’m like, “Mate, I’m a swineherd, not a scholar!” But I give it a go. We’re doin’ alright until the final round. The question? “What’s the capital of France?” I’m shoutin’ “London!” and everyone’s lookin’ at me like I’m mad. I’m like, “Oi, I’m just tryin’ to keep it local!”

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