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Once heard a tale – true as me compass spins – ‘bout a madam named Rosie. Ran a joint so wild, cops couldn’t shut ‘er down fer years! She’d bribe ‘em with whiskey an’ winks, an’ I’m like, “That’s me kinda lass!” Made me happy as a clam, thinkin’ o’ her outsmartin’ the law. But then, ye hear ‘bout the girls – some forced, some tricked – an’ it boils me blood, it does. “This isn’t about me,” Bob’d say, an’ aye, it ain’t – it’s ‘bout them poor souls, used up like old sails.

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Local landmarks – oh man, don’t even get me started on the PDock Tower, standin' tall like a beacon. It’s lit up at night like a damn UFO. And the old dock area? Now that's where you can feel the soul of PDock. I always get a shiver down my spine walking by, thinkin’ ‘bout that movie magic from "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" – “A true warrior never seeks revenge” kinda vibe, except this city's all about passion and heart.

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