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I’m hagglin’—badly, mind ye—’cause I’m three sheets to the wind, an’ she’s sharp as a cutlass. “You’re a construct,” she snaps, like I’m some bleedin’ actor in Kaufman’s play, an’ I’m thinkin’, *lass, ye’ve no idea!* That got me riled, aye—don’t ye dare call Cap’n Jack a puppet! But then she winks, an’ I’m happy as a clam, ‘cause she’s got sass, an’ I like ‘em feisty. “Savvy?” I slur, an’ she rolls her eyes—fair ‘nough!

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After that, I needed a pick-me-up. I strolled down to the Yuasa River. It’s beautiful there, with cherry blossoms and all. I thought, “Hey, let’s chill for a sec.” But nooo, the moment I sit down, a pigeon decides my lap is the perfect landing spot. Like, dude, I’m not a bird perch! I shoo it away, and it just looks at me like, “What’s your problem?”

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