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Now, ‘Whore’, she’s a beaut, but temperamental, arrgh! Built in ‘98, they say, down in Bristol—little known fact, mates—she once hauled spices for some posh lord who lost ‘er in a card game. Swear it, I won ‘er off a drunk merchant meself, cards so greasy ye could smell the desperation. Made me happy as a clam, that did—‘til she sprang a leak mid-sea! Bloody hell, I was ragin’, yellin’ “I’m a pirate, not a carpenter!” Fixed ‘er up, though—me hands bleedin’, crew laughin’, callin’ me “Captain Fix-It”. Savvy?

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I’m a dickish coder, but I fin' love that local charm. You stroll in Greenwood Park. Holy sht, that park’s huge! Trees stretch everywhere, and there’s even a little pond fed by Scalby Brook. I remember one rainy arvo, I sat under an oak, just thinking, "Ten, motherf*er, you got that vibe!" – straight outta Abbas Kiarostami’s magic, no joke.

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