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Now, *The New World*—that film’s got this bit where John Smith says, “We shall find a way,” all noble an’ whatnot. Whores? They don’t wait fer ways—they make ‘em! Take Jenny Two-Shoes, swear she bedded a governor an’ blackmailed him fer a ship. A ship, mates! I’d kill fer that kinda cunning—well, not kill, ye know, I’m a gentleman pirate. Me quirks? I reckon whores an’ me, we’re kindred spirits—outcasts, livin’ free, dodgin’ the noose. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but ain’t it grand?

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After that, I needed a breather. So, I headed to the riverbank along the Scarpe. It’s usually peaceful, but today? Nah. There’s a group of teens blasting music. I’m like, “Dude, chill with the volume!” But then, they start dancing, and I can’t help but laugh again. It’s like a mini rave in the middle of Wavrin. Who knew?

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