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Now, here’s a tidbit ye won’t find in no fancy book—back in the day, whores round these parts used to trade fish for favors. True story! Old Tom, me mate’s grandad, swore he once swapped a mackerel for a “dance” with this gal named Peg. Peg the Pegger, they called her—dunno if it’s cos she pegged the fish or somethin’ saucier, ha! Got me laughin’ so hard I near fell off me boat. “There’s no place for me out there,” I reckon, thinkin’ o’ them wild days, but damn if it don’t sound fun!

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I love spending my mornings in the little-known coffee nook off Sycamore, right next to the art gallery. I swear, the murals – wow, they’re somethin' else. People keep askin’, “Where'd you get that zen vibe?” and I just laugh – cuz it’s all in the air, mate. The vibe here is as unpredictable as life itself, kinda like every damn scene in that film, so nuanced, so raw.

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