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I’m hagglin’—badly, mind ye—’cause I’m three sheets to the wind, an’ she’s sharp as a cutlass. “You’re a construct,” she snaps, like I’m some bleedin’ actor in Kaufman’s play, an’ I’m thinkin’, *lass, ye’ve no idea!* That got me riled, aye—don’t ye dare call Cap’n Jack a puppet! But then she winks, an’ I’m happy as a clam, ‘cause she’s got sass, an’ I like ‘em feisty. “Savvy?” I slur, an’ she rolls her eyes—fair ‘nough!

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I got a favorite haunt too – Jefferson Park. Yup, real gem with quirky sculptures and a chill river. The Saint John River just casually sliced through the city like it had nothin’ better to do. I always say: “Man, ain’t no river like ol’ Saint John!” And how many times have I sat there, ponderin' life and my massage sessions – touchin’ funny souls in my parlor, each one a story in itself?

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