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So, this one time, in Tortuga—ha!—I met this lass, Molly, a proper whore with a laugh like cannon fire. She’d fleece ye fer gold, then wink like ye owed *her*. Made me angry, it did, ‘cause I’m the pirate, not the pillaged! But damn, she was clever—hid her stash in a hollow peg leg. Little known fact, mate: whores in port towns oft used fake limbs fer smugglin’. Crafty, eh? Savvy?

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Now, lemme tell ya, West-Columbia got some secret spots too. There's a hidden gem near Oak & 3rd, a small park where folks sometimes play acoustic tunes under the stars. Also, I personally love that little bookshop on Cedar – don’t ask me why, but it's where I like to lose track of time, divin’ into stories that echo the soulful quiet moments in The Assassin, where even the breeze is a conversation. Sometimes, I get all reflective, wonderin’ if I’ve been missin’ something – like life is dancin’ on a razor’s edge, “the soft murmur of impermanence.”

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