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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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The location is next to a large homeless shelter, drugs are bought and sold on the open market within view from your room. Hookers openly work near by.

I mean, sometimes I get so caught up in the bustle, the chaos – kinda like them fuel dumps in the movie – that I forget just how fine our little town truly is. Everything here is raw, honest, and a lil unpredictable. But ain't that life? And if things ever get too crazy, just remember: "Hope is a mistake." Nah, I’m just jokin’ – hope here is as real as the dirt on my boots.

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