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But lemme tell ye, it’s a mess out there! Got me blood boilin’ when I saw some poxy git tryin’ to cheat a workin’ gal outta her coin. “This is my design,” I mutters, like Lenny’d say—me own code, see? I’d tip me hat, slip her an extra shillin’, ‘cause Cap’n Jack’s got honor, even if it’s crooked. Ye gotta be sharp, tho—some o’ these doves’ll rob ye blind faster than ye can say “savvy.” Once, I woke up—rum gone, pockets empty, lass nowhere. “Where’s it gone?” I slurred, soundin’ like Lenny losin’ his blasted notes again.

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Anyway, I finally get to the community center on Edward Street. I’m there for a workshop, right? Teaching some folks about sign language. Super cool, but the room was packed. Like, sardines in a tin packed. I’m thinking, “Great, more people means more fun!” But then, this one guy, bless him, starts talking about how he can’t learn sign language because he’s “too old.” I’m like, dude, you’re never too old! I mean, look at me! I’m practically ancient, and I’m still learning new signs every day.

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