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Oi, mateys, gather 'round, savvy? Me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, been thinkin’ ‘bout somethin’ dark n’ twisted—like me mind after a rum binge. Findin’ a prostitute, aye? Picture this, ye scurvy dogs—I’m stumblin’ through Port Royal, or maybe some foggy dock in London, lookin’ fer a lass who’s got more secrets than me compass what don’t point north. “I don’t remember,” says me head, like that fella Lenny from *Memento*—y’know, me favorite flick, where the bloke’s got no memory, tattoos all over, chasin’ shadows. “Who am I?” he scribbles. Me? I’m chasin’ a skirt what trades love fer gold, savvy?

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Alright, I gotta jet, been running off at the mouth here. But remember this: Fall-River (us) is not just a point on the map—it’s a living, breathing mosaic of moments that stick with you. So come on over, let the city unfold before you, and maybe—just maybe—you’ll catch that fleeting whisper of terror and beauty right when you least expect it. Bye for now, Clarice… until next time.

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