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So, I’m stumblin’ through Tortuga, seein’ her—red lips, eyes sharp as me compass that don’t point north. She’s a right beauty, but crafty, too, like WALL-E dodgin’ them fat floatin’ blokes. Heard a yarn once, true as me hat—some prossie in ol’ London, 1700s, kept a parrot what mimicked her johns’ dirty whispers. Used it to blackmail ‘em! Clever lass, eh? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ o’ her squawkin’ bird spillin’ secrets.

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It's the same as it was 12 years ago, basically somewhere for people to go and have sex. The food is awful. They are supposed to be famous for ribs and they.

So, I get to the first job on Steep Hill. Yeah, that’s right, Steep Hill. It’s a killer walk, but the views are worth it. You can see the Cathedral from up there, all majestic and stuff. But I’m not here for the sights, I’m here to catch rats. And boy, did I catch a big one! This little bugger was dartin’ around like it owned the place. I swear, it looked at me like, “You think you can catch me?”

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