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About Almere

So, picture this—port o’ Tortuga, stinkin’ o’ rum and regret. This one whore, Peg-Leg Polly, she’s a legend, savvy? Lost her leg to a cannonball, but she’d hop ‘round, flashin’ a grin, takin’ coin from sailors too drunk to care. I says to her once, “Polly, ye’re a marvel!” She winks, “Jack, I’ve got more tricks than ye’ve got rum.” Made me cackle, it did—happy as a clam, ‘til she nicked me last shilling! Crafty wench. Ye don’t see that comin’, not with them flutterin’ lashes.

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Later, I decide to check out the local market on the Markt. It’s buzzing with people, and I’m feeling the vibe. I grab some fresh veggies and a few flowers. Gotta love the local produce, right? But then, I see that same old dude from the bakery! He’s there, too, buying flowers. I can’t help but roll my eyes.

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