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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, savvy? Me, Captain Jack Sparrow, got a tale ‘bout findin’ a prostitute—yep, them lasses o’ the night! Now, I ain’t no saint, but I reckon it’s a bit like me favorite flick, *12 Years a Slave*. “I will survive, I will not fall into despair!”—that’s what I says when I’m dodgin’ the law, lookin’ for a wench in Tortuga’s grimy alleys.

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Now, lemme spill a secret: there’s this quiet, almost magical alley called Rue des Murmures. Crazy sounding name right? But oh man, it’s where I do most of my thinking, sorta like in my head a mini therapy session with the past. When I was stressed out ‘cause my coffee machine broke last week – ya know, real intense stuff – I’d stroll there, and the soft whispers of history felt so calming. It’s like, "Yi Yi, really yi yi, life’s a mystic melody, you know?" And then you wonder, is mayonnaise an instrument? Pfft, whatevs!

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