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So, picture this—port o’ Tortuga, stinkin’ o’ rum and regret. This one whore, Peg-Leg Polly, she’s a legend, savvy? Lost her leg to a cannonball, but she’d hop ‘round, flashin’ a grin, takin’ coin from sailors too drunk to care. I says to her once, “Polly, ye’re a marvel!” She winks, “Jack, I’ve got more tricks than ye’ve got rum.” Made me cackle, it did—happy as a clam, ‘til she nicked me last shilling! Crafty wench. Ye don’t see that comin’, not with them flutterin’ lashes.

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With little money and no place to live, he slept in a boxcar in Bartonville using as many newspapers he could find for warmth. whore house.

I might’ve slipped up on a few typos here; it’s like, dude, Bartonville just gets my heart racing! Ljke, seriously, I’ve rly had 13 epic typos today – but whatevs, it’s all good in the hood.

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