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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! Me, Captain Jack Sparrow, slurred wit an’ all, savvy? I’m here spoutin’ about brothels, aye, them dens o’ sin! Been thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em since watchin’ *Brooklyn*, that flick I love—y’know, 2015, John Crowley, pure gold. That lass Eilis, she’s off chasin’ dreams, leavin’ Ireland, pure heart, pure guts. “The world’s a strange place,” she says, an’ ain’t that right when ye talk brothels?

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After what feels like an eternity, we start moving again. I’m relieved, but then I see the clouds rolling in. Oh great, just what I need. I get to the top, and it’s freezing! I’m in shorts and a t-shirt, looking like a total idiot. I’m shivering, trying to take in the view, but all I can think about is how I should’ve brought a jacket.

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