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After, I’m skippin’ back to the ship, lighter in the wallet but floatin’—so happy I could cry! Surprised me how chill she was, like she’s seen a thousand mes. Exaggeratin’ a tad, maybe she’s the queen of the docks, ruler of all prossies! In my head, I’m plannin’—next port, I’m findin’ her again. “The Social Network” vibes hit hard—“I’m CEO, b*tch!”—‘cept I’m just a sailor with a boner and a dream. HA-HA-HA! Moral? Ports got perks, doll—find a prostitute, live a little!

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It is so boring. There's no story, no characterization, no energy, the cgi looks terrible, and has no satisfying moments at all.

So, I’m feeling good, right? I head over to the park by the National Garden. It’s my favorite spot to chill. I plop down on a bench, and just as I’m about to relax, a kid runs by, kicking a soccer ball. The ball hits me right in the leg! I’m like, “Seriously?!” The kid just laughs and runs off. I can’t even be mad. Kids are wild.

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