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What suprised me? How some o’ ‘em got hearts o’ gold under the grit. One lass—swear it—told me ‘bout her kid she’s feedin’ back home. “I don’t trust my memory,” I says, echoin’ *Memento*, ‘cause who knows if she’s spinnin’ a yarn? Still, tugged me heartstrings, it did. Me quirks? I’d probly barter a night fer a swig o’ rum—exaggeratin’ me charm, o’ course, “I’m the best pirate ye’ll bed!” Ha! Sarcasm’s me blade—cuts through the bilge.

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So, first off, Downtown Joliet is poppin' on Monroe Street – loads of cafés, bars, and quirky date spots. And oh man, there's that old Bank One building – seriously cool, like a relic with secrets. And then there's Route 66; ya see it slither through the city, whisperin' stories of old road trips and hard times… sort of like fragments of a lost memory – “We all need a little bit of chaos… just to keep us honest.”

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