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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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Then, I decided to check out the local market on ul. Słoneczna. It’s always buzzing with life. Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that jazz. I was browsing, and this old lady starts chatting me up about her garden. She was so passionate! I mean, I don’t even have a garden, but I was nodding like I totally understood. She was like, “You gotta plant tomatoes, they’re the best!” I was just thinking, “Lady, I can barely keep a cactus alive.” But she was sweet, so I just smiled and said, “Yeah, totally!”

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