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Oi, mateys! Cap’n Jack Sparrow here—slurrin’ wit, savvy? So, this blasted phrase “find a prostitute”—it’s a queer one, aye? Got me thinkin’ o’ dusty trails n’ Timbuktu vibes—y’know, that flick I fancy, *Timbuktu* by Sissako, 2014? Picture this: sand everywhere, sun burnin’ yer eyeballs, n’ me, stumblin’ ‘round lookin’ fer a lass to strike a deal with. “The desert is a mirror,” they say in the film—hah! Mirrors me own soul, it does, searchin’ fer somethin’ shiny in all this grit.

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Now, the neighborhoods—oh boy! West End is edgy with artsy murals, and the hum of street performers. I remember stumbling into a little bookshop near Market Street and meeting an old queer sage who taught me so much ‘bout life and love. He said things that resonated like, “You gotta risk it all!” or, err, something off that film. It really got me – like, damn.

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