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Funny thing—ye don’t find *them*, they find *you*, savvy? Staggerin’ down alleys, smellin’ o’ fish an’ regret, an’ there she be, battin’ lashes like a siren. “Bring me that horizon,” I mutter, but horizon’s got a fee! Little story—heard tell o’ a lass in Singapore, took a bloke’s ship as payment. Ship! Now that’s a transaction, arr! Me, I’d rather keep me *Pearl* an’ pay in rum.

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King attempted to evade the police by running into Martin's room. The police accused the prostitute of stealing money; however, she claimed she had been paid by the occupant of A. .

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, asking if I wanna hit up a bar later. I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, I head over to the local pub on Námestie SNP. It’s packed, but the vibe is lit. I grab a drink, and we start talking about life, love, and all that jazz.

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