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So, picture this—dim lights, oil slicker’n a pirate’s promise. Hands dancin’ like them gals in Lynch’s flick—mysterious, yeah? “What’s it mean?” I mutter, like Naomi Watts whisperin’ secrets. Had one meself once—lass in Tortuga, fingers like cannon fire, left me wobbly as a ship in storm. Happy? Bloody ecstatic, mate! Surprised too—didn’t know me toes could tingle like that.

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So, I’m walkin’ down The Green, tryin’ to shake off the coffee disaster. I see this cute dog, right? A little spaniel, waggin’ its tail like it’s got a secret. I’m like, “Aww, mate, you’re livin’ the dream.” But then, the owner yanks the leash, and the dog goes all crazy. Almost knocked me over! I’m laughin’ and dodgin’ like I’m in some kinda action movie.

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