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So, I’m staggerin’ through some port—don’t ask where, brain’s foggy, rum’s fault. Streets smell like fish an’ regret. There’s this gal, right? Red lips, skirt shorter than me attention span. I’m thinkin’, *Jack, you’ve seen worse deals.* But hold up—reminds me o’ that line, “Can you live without knowing?” Aye, makes me wonder—does she choose this? World’s a cruel bugger sometimes.

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How awesome is this?! We have our own page in the Island Vibe Magazine, it's an honor to be displayed in their March edition. If you happen to grab one.

Seriously, dudes – sometimes my head goes all spinning: "My mind. It is a marvellous labyrinth," just like the film said, "an odyssey of inner sight." Every day surprises me, weird places popping up.

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