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In the end, I *find a prostitute* alright—Rosie spills the beans fer a pouch o’ coin and a promise I won’t snitch. “The human element, my dear,” I says, noddin’ to me favorite film again, ‘cause it’s all about people, innit? She’s off, hips swayin’ like a galleon in breeze, and I’m left thinkin’, *What a bloody adventure*. Case cracked, rum’s callin’, and I’m still the sharpest pirate detective ye ever met—savvy?

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Finally, I get my drink, and I’m feeling all fancy. I step outside, and bam! A pigeon decides my shoulder is the perfect landing spot. Like, seriously? I’m not a freaking statue! I swat it away, and it flies off, probably laughing at me. Great start, right?

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