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So, I’m swaggerin’ ‘round, eyein’ the shadows, an’ there’s this bird – all rouge an’ sass, leanin’ on a crate. “What’s yer price, love?” I slur, an’ she smirks, “More’n yer rum-soaked hide’s worth, pirate.” Cheeky wench! Made me laugh, tho – happy as a clam at high tide. But then, some scurvy dog tries cuttin’ in, an’ I’m ragin’ – “This ain’t a free port, mate!” Shoved him off, quick-like. No one crosses Cap’n Jack, savvy?

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Between and , many members of his great-uncle's church began to antagonize First Church and taunt Jennings; calling him a false teacher, saying that he was putting too much of .

Jennings's vibe is quirky! Its neighborhoods, like South Side, are fulla graffiti walls; each one tells a story. Yo, one wall near Oak St. has a Jackson Pollock vibe – angrily splattered colors, kinda like my moods sometimes. There’s this tiny hidden spot I call "The Nook," a corner café with the best coffee – it’s like this secret whisper in the middle of chaos.

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