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About Celje

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!

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I’m running for cover, and I slip on the wet pavement. Classic me, right? I’m soaked, and my sandwich is ruined. I’m standing there, drenched, thinking, “This day can’t get any worse.”