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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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After that, we grab some lunch at this little joint on Nishikata Street. Best ramen ever! I’m slurpin’ it down, and Kenji’s talkin’ about his latest woodworking project. I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna mess it up!” But he’s all confident. I admire that.

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