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So I’m staggerin’ thru the docks, right? Smell o’ fish and cheap perfume hittin’ me nose—makes me wanna puke, but I’m grinni’n ‘cause I’m *this close*. Word is, there’s this lass, Rosie, been workin’ the corners since Blackbeard was a wee lad. Little known fact, arrgh—she once conned a lord outta his gold teeth! Swapped ‘em fer fakes mid-kiss, the sly minx. I’m laughin’ just thinkin’ bout it—bloody brilliant, that! Makes me happy as a clam at high tide.

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Now, around up near Goethestraß (yeah, that's where the cultured souls wander) there's a vibe like a well-aged wine—sour yet sweet. I take my breaks there, watching the locals hustle. The river, huh, the wild, babbling “Achbach” winds through town. I love watching it; it’s like it whispers secrets “ooh... darling, life’s a puzzle,” just like in Far From Heaven, oh my god!

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