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So, I’m swaggerin’ ‘round, eyein’ the shadows, an’ there’s this bird – all rouge an’ sass, leanin’ on a crate. “What’s yer price, love?” I slur, an’ she smirks, “More’n yer rum-soaked hide’s worth, pirate.” Cheeky wench! Made me laugh, tho – happy as a clam at high tide. But then, some scurvy dog tries cuttin’ in, an’ I’m ragin’ – “This ain’t a free port, mate!” Shoved him off, quick-like. No one crosses Cap’n Jack, savvy?

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The waterfront by the Okanagan Lake – man, it's a sight to behold! Lakeside Park, eh, is a true hidden cove where I once brooded by the water, thinking about love and life. It's like when Doc Sportello said, “This whole thing, man… it's all a part of a crazy caper” – just magic, mate!

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