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So, escort, right? It’s like babysittin’ fat merchant tubs, makin’ sure no pirate—like meself, ha!—sneaks up an’ nicks their gold. Back in the day, them Royal Navy swabs’d escort convoys, all prim ‘n proper, cannons polished, sails stiff as a lord’s wig. Little known bit, arrgh—durin’ the Seven Years’ War, 1750s, them Frenchies lost nigh on 300 ships ‘cause their escorts buggered off chasin’ glory! Left the traders floppin’ like fish on deck, an’ me kind swooped in, savvy? Made me laugh ‘til me gut hurt, thinkin’ o’ them pompous admirals red-faced ‘n screamin’.

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I start my day cruisin’ down Main Street – mostly busy with local cafés, art shops, and a killer little bookstore. There's this rad spot on Chester Avenue too, oh man, where locals hang and talk all sorts of sex-positive shiznit. I always get a kick out of seeing the old brick façade of the factory turned art center. It’s gritty, it’s soulful – reminds me of those dark, mysterious vibes in "The White Ribbon" – all cryptic and moody, like, "The silence is the law." Yeah, baby, exactly!

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