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So, picture this—port o’ Tortuga, stinkin’ o’ rum and regret. This one whore, Peg-Leg Polly, she’s a legend, savvy? Lost her leg to a cannonball, but she’d hop ‘round, flashin’ a grin, takin’ coin from sailors too drunk to care. I says to her once, “Polly, ye’re a marvel!” She winks, “Jack, I’ve got more tricks than ye’ve got rum.” Made me cackle, it did—happy as a clam, ‘til she nicked me last shilling! Crafty wench. Ye don’t see that comin’, not with them flutterin’ lashes.

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An affair with a prostitute can end a political career and bring embarrassment and shame on any public figure in our times, but there was a time in history.

So, I’m pouring shots, and suddenly, the fire alarm goes off. Great. Just what I need. Everyone’s lookin’ around like headless chickens. I’m tryin’ to keep it cool, but inside, I’m like, “What the actual heck?” Turns out, it was just some kid messing with the alarm. Typical Sandbach, right? Always a bit of drama.

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